Right here. This is the root of all the fucking problems with women. They treat feelings as logic. They need to understand that feelings are NOT logic, they are emotions and emotions are ALWAYS all over the map so you can't trust them. Of course her feelings are genuine, but that doesn't matter. They AREN'T logic. All of us, men and women, go thru the day experiencing the full spectrum of emotions, but that has NOTHING to do with what actually happened that day. You could experience (say) some shitty customer service at a store and just laugh about it, or you could experience some shitty customer service and go postal. The emotions of how you react to some experience has NOTHING to do with the actual experience.
My ridiculous BPD ex had to file a complaint at a fucking WalMart one time because she FELT a manager was abusing her staff in the gardening section for fuck sake. An hour later we could finally leave the fucking shithole and carry on with a thing called LIFE. Ugh, entitled bitches.
[–]Im_Talking8 points9 points10 points (2 children) | Copy Link
"I know what she was feeling was genuine.".
Right here. This is the root of all the fucking problems with women. They treat feelings as logic. They need to understand that feelings are NOT logic, they are emotions and emotions are ALWAYS all over the map so you can't trust them. Of course her feelings are genuine, but that doesn't matter. They AREN'T logic. All of us, men and women, go thru the day experiencing the full spectrum of emotions, but that has NOTHING to do with what actually happened that day. You could experience (say) some shitty customer service at a store and just laugh about it, or you could experience some shitty customer service and go postal. The emotions of how you react to some experience has NOTHING to do with the actual experience.
[–]CiceroVoltaire1 point2 points3 points (0 children) | Copy Link
genuine regret, long after the deed is over and done. she was riding the guy and enjoying it FFS.
[–]thewobblywelder[S] 0 points1 point2 points (0 children) | Copy Link
My ridiculous BPD ex had to file a complaint at a fucking WalMart one time because she FELT a manager was abusing her staff in the gardening section for fuck sake. An hour later we could finally leave the fucking shithole and carry on with a thing called LIFE. Ugh, entitled bitches.
[–]8017352 points3 points4 points (0 children) | Copy Link
God: "Ok, what do I do with you now..."
Devil: "Hold my beer, I got this."
God + Devil: (resounding high five, bro laughs) ]=)
[–]Alexia_ynwa0 points1 point2 points (1 child) | Copy Link
If you have spare brain cells, read those comments...