Baby steps

[azurelunatic]

So.

I blame myself, harshly, when I say things to other people that I think might help, but instead causes them pain/angst, especially when I should have known better.

I feel horrible, and I feel that my face/body are incapable of expressing just how horrible I feel. There are no outward signs to mark me as the scumbag I am for being so inconsiderate...


Because I must be a scumbag, if I mean to say something that will help someone, and instead wind up saying something that makes them feel worse.

Comments

[azurelunatic]

I've got issues. <azzgrin> The above insights were arrived at in an extended conversation with my priestess-confessor.

Slowly but surely.

[iroshi.livejournal.com]

That's an interesting title. I kind of like it. :D

[azurelunatic]

Cool.

It fit, because I tell you stuff, and yet you're not the traditional variety of confessor, being not Catholic. (My ex-fiancée was Catholic. She's Quaker now, and much happier.)

[azurelunatic]

Also, it's good for when I have to bring up stuff and don't especially want to mention you by name, and want to stress the non "just friends" aspect of our relationship.

Guide Dog Aunt wants a priestess-confessor too.