when i say i like hiking, i don’t mean “eight mile backpacking trip with special gear and an emergency beacon” sort of hiking, i mean a three mile loop to go look at pretty things and then a huge brunch after.
this is in no way a slam on hardcore hiking, it’s very fun, but i mostly just need to lower people’s expectations when i say hiking is a hobby of mine
“oh you’re bi too? haha attracted to every woman and five men amiright” don’t put words in my mouth. don’t put your baggage on me. if you saw the men i wanted to fuck you’d hurl.
i told my friend’s dad that he was hot (it was in context with the conversation, he was complaining that he was feeling old, etc), and he said a very genuine thank you and the conversation moved on to other topic, my friend was now talking about something else entirely when his dad goes
“i think if i were born in your generation i might have been bisexual”
It’s a lot healthier to go for a daily walk than to sign up for a gym membership you won’t be using because you hate that kind of exercise. It’s a lot healthier to eat a frozen meal than to skip a meal because you were too tired to cook something healthy. It’s a lot healthier to take a quick shower than to procrastinate an elaborate routine for days. Don’t aim so high that you won’t be hitting anything!
this is actually really helpful and affirming thanks
About 6 years ago, I was in the hospital with awful pain… I was asked where it hit on the 0-10 scale and I said a 9… because I was told “10 is the worst pain you can imagine”.
I have a pretty vivid imagination. I was in the worst pain of my life, but I imagined that having my limbs torn off by a gator would probably hurt more. So I said “9”.
Turned out I had 6 simultaneous kidney stones. As anyone who’s ever had one can tell you, even a single kidney stone is monumentally painful- famously so.
I had 6 at once. 4 in one kidney, and 2 in the other.
When the doctor figured out what was wrong with me, he was floored that I hadn’t said “10”. Floored that I wasn’t screaming.
I told him about my imagination. He asked if I had chronic pain. I told him yeah, and that the reason I waited almost 10hrs to come to the hospital when I started was because “it felt like period cramps”.
His advice? “Any time anyone asks you where you’re at on the 0-10 scale? Add four to account for my chronic pain daily threshold.
