Life is sore.
we all maketh mistakes.
i did love t f'r almost two years.
i did sacrifice f'r what i bethought wast valorous.
i madeth mistakes.
mine own biggest regreteth wast not leaving yond life anon'r and finding mine own owneth path.
we art all mess'd up.
deep down, i kneweth i wast not joyous.
we has't ag'd anon.
all i desire is yond thee receiveth what thee gaveth out of life
Grinners joined on May 1st, 2015, since that has made 91 posts that are still accessible today, 2 of which are threads. Helping shape the community, Grinners has given 132 upvotes, and was last online on Jan 5th, 2020.
I wonder how you're doing right now. We never talk. It's for the best, but for some reason, I still care to know. I wonder what new things you've been up to, what plans you have made for your life. I wonder how you've matured, what you think now. We were young. Life wasn't ours yet. Now we're kind of adults. I wonder if anything would have changed if we were older.
I just hope that you're happy.
I would like to be a part of this group, I'll post some stuff once I get around to recording.
That's the plan.
When you find you're struggling because you're worried about what other people think of you due to peoples lies, remember, you can't control what other people say or think. You can control how you act. Those who matter will ask you and stay. Those that don't can get lost.
tl;dr, liars don't matter, be your true self.
I have not, most were long distance.
I'm friends will most of mine though, so that is nice.
Not the abuse ones though.
I'm unwell, thanks for asking.
I didn't know this was a thread. I guess I should share.
I've been with my significant other for a year and a half now. I've never known acceptance, support, and love until I met him. He treats me how I deserve to be treated, him being in my life has been a catalyst of becoming a better person. I've reached goals, and developed dreams I never thought would be possible. I don't feel like he's a crutch in my life, I feel that we are truly partners.
We don't yell at each other, we don't blame each other when things go wrong. He's patient with my traumas from the past. I truly, wholeheartedly love this man and everything he represents in my life. Furthermore, his family accepts me as one of their own even despite our differences. My family does the same for him. I am so honored to know him, to know his family, and to be living the life I am right now.
Abuse is scary. Even once you're out of it, you can still see the telltale signs of what was done to you. You can feel the effects years later. They haunt your dreams, their words attack you when you feel weak. You continue to fear what they were, and fear becoming the thing you hate. Ultimately you learn that what you become after getting out is your choice. It's not an easy choice, as you're constantly struggling against giving up. It's exhausting. To be personal, I am lucky to have the family I have now, the close friends I have who help me through the darkest parts. Though there are some things I've had to face on my own, I have had them here for me through it all. Abuse is scary, but you can fight for your life. You can make it.
I imagine it's the simplicity that makes it so popular. I enjoy it for what it is, not pretending it's something more.