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anotherjheastan · 1 day ago

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This Will Be Our Year - A Jey Uso x Rhea Ripley FanFic

CW: suggestive, drinking, drinking alcohol

Chapter 1: Tequila Blues

August 19, 2024

Rhea downed her third tequila, neat. Her chest burned and she welcomed the heat. It helped sear away the image of Dom and Liv rubbing noses on another episode of Raw. This had become her new Monday night ritual since SummerSlam. Since Dom not only chose Liv, but betrayed her.

Rhea looked at her phone, thinking about texting Damian. He had told her to stay in his room. He offered to watch a movie or play Uno, but Rhea had really just wanted to drink. He said he was worried about her and she reminded him she was fine. Heartbroken, but fine. He usually went with her to play bodyguard, but he was tired. And probably also tired of this song and dance, but he didn’t say that. She closed her messages.

Someone sat at the bar a few chairs down. She looked. It was Jey Uso. She smirked. Jey always appeared at the bar when she was there. He usually had one drink or beer that he nursed through the night. She had talked to Damian about it last week.

“He’s always here when I’m here,” Rhea said, stealing glances at Jey.

“Oh how odd that he would be at the bar in the hotel we’re all staying at,” Damian said sarcastically.

Rhea laughed before she could stop herself. “But sometimes he stares at me.”

“Hasn’t he admitted a few times on national TV that he has some sort of feelings for you?” Damian asked. “You’re surprised he’s checking you out?”

“No. I’m surprised he hasn’t approached me,” Rhea said, stealing another glance.

“Cuz he knows I’ll stop him,” Damian said.

“I’m not even that drunk today,” Rhea said, shrugging. She picked up her glass, considering another drink.

“Not yet,” he said.

With her bodyguard upstairs, she wondered if he would approach. But she felt her liquid courage fueling her curiosity. The bartender handed Jey a Corona and Jey thanked him. Rhea kept her eyes on him. Jey was attractive for sure. And he was funny. Who didn’t love to laugh? But how serious were those feelings of his? Could she drown her sorrows in Jey for the night? Would he be okay with that?

Jey turned his head and their eyes met. Rhea smiled and Jey smiled back.

“Are you finally gonna come talk to me or are you gonna keep staring at me from far away like you’ve been doing?” Rhea asked.

Jey froze for a second. He chuckled and took a sip of his beer. He got up and walked over to her. He sat in the chair right next to her.

“I can talk to you if you’d like,” he said.

She looked him up and down. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

Jey bit his lip. He was trying to play it cool. It was cute.

“So how’s your night been?” he asked.

Rhea shrugged. “Pretty boring actually.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“You can make it more interesting though,” Rhea said, a grin slowly appearing on her face.

“Oh? How so?” he asked, eyebrows raised.

Rhea put her hand on his chest, the prospect of feeling something other than sad and drunk surprisingly giving her butterflies. “How about we go back to my room?”

Jey smiled and took her hand, keeping it on his chest. “How about I walk you to your room so you can get some rest?”

Rhea’s brow furrowed and she pouted at the rejection. The heat of embarrassment threatened to take over the heat from the tequila.

“I thought you liked me,” Rhea said quietly, squeezing his hand.

“I do,” Jey replied, his voice quiet as well. “I don’t want this to be a one time thing.”

“What if that’s what I want?” Rhea asked, her eyes searching his.

Jey looked away from her for a second, the grip on her hand relaxed a little. Her heart sank. It wasn’t a complete lie. She did want him for tonight. She just never thought about him and her being more than coworkers, let alone friends. She was with Dom when his advances started so she never entertained the thought. But maybe in the morning, she would.

“Well Miss Ripley,” he said, looking into her eyes, holding her hand firmly, “if that’s how you really feel, you can tell me again when you’re sober.”

“Okay,” Rhea said, her liquid courage fading. She felt small. She dropped her head and let go of his hand. A wave of sleepiness washed over her.

He lifted her chin up and her heart pounded in her chest.

“It’s okay,” he said gently. “Let’s get you upstairs.”

Rhea nodded. Jey made sure both their tabs were closed. He held out his arm and she held onto it as they walked over to the elevator.

The elevator ride and the walk to her room was silent, but not uncomfortable. She leaned against her door and looked at him. He smiled.

“Where’s your key?” he asked.

“Let me see your phone,” Rhea said.

He narrowed his eyes at her, confusion on his face. “You sure?”

She nodded. He handed it to her. She put in her number and called her phone. She handed his phone back to him and took the key out of her pocket.

“Goodnight Jey,” Rhea said. She looked him in his eyes before turning around.

“Goodnight, Rhea,” he replied.

She tapped the key on her door and pushed it open. She looked at him one more time, leaning against the doorframe.

Jey smirked. “Go lie down.”

Rhea bit her lip, holding back the words ‘Make me.’ She smiled and waved before closing the door. He gave her a head nod. She heard his footsteps fade away after she locked the door. She grabbed her phone and saved his number. She sighed as she stripped off her sweatsuit, down to her bra and panties.

Of course he was a gentleman, she thought, rolling her eyes.

She took her bra off and rummaged around in her bag for her big tee. She found it and slipped it on. She climbed into bed, her eyes closed before her head hit the pillow. Jey was the last thing on her mind for once. Not Dom, not Liv, not how Damian would come waking her up early with her hangover cure. Just Jey. And the way her hand felt in his. The way he said Miss Ripley. The way he looked sincere and not judgmental. She drifted off to sleep with a small smile on her lips.

#Spotify #jey uso x rhea ripley #jey uso #rhea ripley #jhea #jhea fanfiction #wwe fanfiction #cw drinking #cw alcohol #cw suggestive #this will be our year jhea

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nerdsnuff · 3 days ago

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inspired by his admiration towards bokuto which made me think maybe thats how he would love his partner too. happy valentines! dialogue is loosely based on a convo i overheard in class haha…

for akaashi keiji, to love is to know. and he loves you. which is why he knows you like you’re the back of his hand.

from head to toe, he took his time to learn everything about you. from your best to worst, happiest to saddest — his mind is almost like a notebook full of (primarily) you (and everything else he has to worry about secondarily).

of course it wasn’t something quick for him to learn, he had to try a lot of things with each scenario. first time he got closer to you he tries every trick in the book; which would flatter you more, a or b? would you prefer people around or to be alone?

his friends and teammates would often catch him admiring you, staring as if you were a carefully crafted work of art. they always tease him enough to make him blush, especially bokuto who makes him embarrassed a terrible amount. the teasing only gets worse every time they catch him trying his best to strike conversation with you.

despite all this there’s one fatal flaw; he always overthinks when it comes to you. he doesn’t know what exactly would be the right way to approach you, talk to you, be there for you. he’s scared you’d say no and push him away.

but of course you wouldn’t. it’s hard to say no to akaashi.

especially when he’s looking straight at you, face serious and cheeks tinted pink. he looked shyer than usual, it’s cute on him.

“i know this is sudden, but i’ve always admired you. you’ve always stood out to me and… i know we’re already acquaintances but i’d like to get to know you more… here, i got you your favorite treats” he hands them out to you, which you take carefully. a look of shock is clearly displayed on your face, you’re flattered beyond words.

“how did you know i like these?” you’re baffled, genuinely taken aback.

akaashi let out a chuckle, nerves lowering slowly. “i overheard a conversation you had and i kept it in my mind ever since. i know that sounds a little weird, but i really didn’t mean to originally”

you blink, and now it’s your turn to chuckle. “i don’t know what to say… akaashi, this is so sweet thank you!” you pause for a moment. “so uh, is this you asking me on a date?”

he breaks a sweat, clearing his throat. “no, not really i was just giving this to you to… uh, tell you my feelings. but a date would be nice too, if you want…” he admits shyly.

you couldn’t hold back your smile, you also always thought akaashi was really cool. there’s no way in hell you’d deny this cutie a chance. “yea! i’d love that actually” you beamed, clutching the treats.

akaashi lets out a breath, almost as if he’s been holding back his breathing. “that’s great, okay. does tomorrow sound good?”

#🧇#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq #hq x reader #akaashi keiji #haikyuu akaashi #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x you #akaashi x you #i had trouble tryanna continue this💔#but i actually like it ahahehe cant lie

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whimsyprinx · 2 years ago

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one of the things that hurts the most is that if i pretended nothing wrong was and went back to how I was prior to things getting Unbearable that people probably still wouldn’t nothing, things would go back to being the same, unfortunately I don’t want that

#whimsy whispers #I don’t want to return to trying so hard #I don’t want to go back to having to seek reassurance and ask people if they actually like talking to me because it feels like they don’t #I don’t want to have to acknowledge tnat when I stop reaching out first that other people won’t reach out to me #I wasn’t any happier then than I am now #i was just as insecure and just as upset but I still tried and tried and tried to believe people wanted me and tried to force my way into #peoples lives #or like maybe things can never go back to how they use to be #maybe it’s ruined beyond repair #regardless I wouldn’t want that #I want a happy healthy relationship with people where everyone feels wanted and cared about #like again I have to remind that despite everything i care so much about people and idk if I should stop caring or not but i can’t #I love my friends be it past or present or whatever we are it just doesn’t feel like they love me #and I know I shouldn’t expect peoples love like no one owes me their love #but if we’re friends I’d like to actually feel like it #relationships are so hard and sometimes i don’t feel like I’m cut out for it

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lycandrophile · 1 year ago

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hey i know your post about your mom was mostly just a personal vent, but i have to say, do you realize that also happens with trans girls and their fathers? literally happened to one of my friends. i’m not trying to downplay your experience or something but i found it strange that you seem to think this is something that only affects transmascs

i have one question for you: so fucking what?

i don’t doubt that trans girls have experienced similar things and yeah, that’s bad too, but what the fuck does that have to do with me and the specific things i’m facing as a result of being a trans man? i never said “look at this thing that happens to ONLY trans men and NO ONE ELSE,” i just said “hey, isn’t this thing that happens to a lot of trans men, including myself, fucked up?”

i would also like to point out that what you’re talking about is in fact a different (albeit similar) thing. the way cis people treat trans people can differ dramatically based on the cis person’s gender because their commitment to gender roles is, like, a major part of problem. the specific way a cis mother reacts to her trans son’s transition is often going to be very distinct, while a cis father will likely respond to his trans daughter in a different but equally distinct way.

what i’m talking about is a very specific kind of ownership and control and self-victimization and total lack of boundaries masquerading as love and care and maternal concern that cis women (i would argue white cis women in particular) project onto their transmasc kids when we do literally anything to our bodies. i’m talking about a phenomenon which is closely related to the way moms often pass eating disorders onto their daughters (or children they view as daughters) because they see a body that looks something like theirs and project all of their insecurities and ideals onto it. i’m talking about a form of parental transphobia and projection that’s specific to the dynamic of a cis mother and her child who was “supposed to” be her daughter.

if you’ve never felt that, you’re not even remotely qualified to tell me shit about how i should be talking about that experience, and if you couldn’t recognize that experience when you read my post, i’m guessing you probably haven’t experienced it because the replies to that post made it very clear to me that anyone who has experienced it firsthand immediately knew exactly what i meant.

like, yeah, cis dads also project onto their trans daughters, but are they likely to have a reaction like running away with actual tears streaming down their face? do you expect them to passive aggressively make comments about how sad their kid’s transition makes them, how it’s such a difficult emotional time, how it’s so tragic because their kid’s body was so beautiful before? do you think their go-to transphobic reaction will be weaponizing their emotions? i’m sure there are some dads out there who are like that, but i think we can agree they’re in the minority because that’s not how cis men are taught to react and parents like this tend to be pretty damn committed to following the gender roles they were taught.

and even if i’m wrong and our experiences are exactly the same, let me reiterate that i never said this was an experience exclusive to trans men. all i said is that it happens to us. that’s just a statement of objective fact.

this started in my life when i got my hair cut short for the first time almost a decade ago and it has not stopped since. i’ve watched my mom cry over me changing my name and respond to being asked if my happiness matters more to her than my name by saying “i care about both”, i’ve watched her melt down in a mall over me getting a suit for prom and give me the silent treatment for days after, i’ve heard her plead with me to stop t because it “looks unnatural” and she’s just so “concerned for my health”, i’ve watched her stare at me post-op and say “my poor baby” over and over like she’s looking at my corpse in a casket. i’ve watched her turn herself into the victim of every single aspect of my transition. i’ve had to live with this for 9 years and spent the early years of the pandemic literally locked in a house with it. this has been my entire adolescent and adult life, and the question of if i’ll have to cut her off someday (and maybe never see my cat or my little cousins who i love more than anything in the world ever again as a result) haunts me every single day.

who the fuck are you to tell me how to talk about that?

#i hope you weren’t expecting me to take this in good faith and give a nice measured response #because just so we’re clear you didn’t have a chance in hell of doing anything other than pissing me off #like in case you forgot i am a real person who this is happening to #in what world did you think i’d care about how an anonymous stranger feels about how i describe it when im the one who has to live it #idk man. some of y’all clearly do not see me as an actual person capable of emotion and it shows #also like. using a friend’s experience is wild bc 1) how do you know it was the same if it didn’t happen to you #and 2) would that friend really want you using their experience against another trans person experiencing something similar?#anon hate #ask answered #examples of transandrophobia #transandrophobia #transandromisia #transmisandry #virilmisia #virilphobia #anti transmasculinity #transmascphobia #trans men

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diamondrib · 2 months ago

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fun fact all those people who talk about how type 4 hair and dealing with it sucks are right but in a nuanced way where it’s actually systemic racism’s fault and not anything about our hair itself making it uniquely shitty

#the adas speak #we’re not taught anything about our hair. not only that but we’re taught everything about our hair is bad #it’s messy and unprofessional and ghetto. especially with the milennial generation who were raised on relaxers and perms #they were taught from so young to be ashamed of their hair. we were taught that our hair is unmanagable #and never given the chance to learn. it wasn’t all of us but a fuck ton of us in the US just. don’t know shit #and like. when the only people we know who can do hair are braiders we pay #i don’t think that’s really the kind of relationship where you can ask them to teach you. there is usually a relationship there #but idk if it’s ‘we’re friends over clients. let me lose business for you’ close ykwim. at least not all the time #so you’re learning on youtube. hating it bc it doesn’t make sense #you’re grown. you should know how to do your hair by now. but you don’t.#you’ve got like. all the racism and antiblackness building up. and it feels like they’re right. but they’re not! no one taught you!#but you can’t learn! you don’t know who to ask. and it’s a cycle of trying and getting frustrated and giving up and feeling guilty #and presumably if you’re tenacious enough you figure it out eventually but until then it’s just all these negative feelings that build up #like. our hair is arguably some of the easiest to deal with when our ancestors came up with so many ways to style it #the fact that i can spend a few hours in a salon and barely touch my hair for 2+ months is actually the epitome of convenience #and that’s also true of natural hair. maybe like a month instead but who else can go without touching their hair for a fucking month #but we are/were told that it’s so unmanagable and difficult when if we’d ever been properly taught it would be a fucking cakewalk #now. on one hand i’m being dramatic and emotional bc the dozens of tutorials i watched weren’t detailed enough for my incompetent ass #but on the other hand i’m literally right and this is systemic racism in action #i mean tbh i probably wouldn’t have done my hair regardless bc i didn’t care about my appearance and also was getting child abused #but i’d have a fuck ton more people to teach me in person if not for racism now wouldn’t I? my point still stands

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kingofmyborrowedheart · 1 year ago

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If you’re so disillusioned with who Taylor is as a person and believes she’s changed for the worse, why are you still here as a fan? If you believe her “activism” isn’t up to your standards, are tired of her not using her platform, see her as an uncaring and callous billionaire, why are you still here and engaging in fan spaces if you’re no longer enjoying her and her work? Just disengaging completely if that’s the case; find something or someone else to pour your time and energy into.

#taylor swift #I’m sorry but Taylor isn’t an activist or politician follow the people who actually do that stuff if you’re looking for it #Taylor is a singer-songwriter she did not get into music to get into politics stop expecting that from her #like it’s not that hard to disengage if you truly believe she’s a bad person and isn’t the same person she was 5-10 years ago #don’t put expectations on people and place them on a pedestal because they’re never going to meet exactly what you want #it’s funny because people outside of the fandom view her ‘activism’ calls to voting as huge and doing enough #we’re the only ones harping on her to do more #if something isn’t bringing you enjoyment stop doing it #my friend and I were talking about Stan culture and stuff and agreed that people want celebs to speak out on issues is so they can feel…#morally good in supporting them and know that their values align and that they’re not problematic or whatever and that’s not a great…#mentality to have. like if people are only speaking out for the sake of optics it’s not genuine and doesn’t contribute to anything really #I’d rather celebs speak out about issues they have experience with and not regurgitating things to look good that they have no knowledge of

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coffee-at-annies · 19 days ago

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Worst part of trades is when someone from another team comes in and is like “take care of my boy uwu I love him 🥺” like they didn’t just walk into a room full of screaming, shattered glass, and multiple small fires ala that one community gif. Like we’re over here screaming and crying about the trade, and cursing out both gms, every one in the front office, and every other player involved in the trade for taking away our beloved boy(s). Read the fucking room first. Yes I’d love to love and respect the new boy but please I need to finish with the five stages of rage, grief, and mourning for the players I just lost.

#I know it’s their way of coping it just pisses me off #and this is a vent post #fuck trades #venting #yeah this one is actually discourse so we’re not doing reblogs #like I know folks mean well and it comes from a good place #but god sometimes I just want to scream at someone to read the goddamned room #this was so much fucking worse in blaseball when you couldn’t say a bad word about it due to the toxic positive atomosphere #you just had to grin in bare it and try not to offend when someone came in to love bomb the team about how much they’re gonna miss their gu #and you just want to scream until your throat is bloody about how much you miss your guy and you fucking want him back #so yeah idk I’m not thinking about the fans of the other team or treating my guys well cause honestly I’d wanna curse them out if I saw the #no fault of their own but they’re an available target and it’s not like either gm is here on tumblr for me to unleash my anger #just gonna stay in my lane and on my own blog so I don’t do anything ill regret #please don’t give me platitudes I told my mutual of the team that I’m this close to committing violence and they said ‘yeah fair’#so like that’s a trusted friend who knows me from best to worst #just let me be mad and petty and sad and upset I gonna fucking miss dragon and doc so fucking much #I don’t want to have to be gentle with a strangers feelings when I can’t even be gentle with my own - that kind of masking fucking sucks

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macabre-crab · 3 months ago

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“me when a baby emo tries to tell me…” “me when a girl with x y and z tries calling me a poser…” “me when…” SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP WHY IS EVERYTHING A COMPETITION I DONT FUCKING CAAARRREEEEEEE

#being emo shouldn’t be this fucking stressful and YET!!#like i know it’s stupid but it really fucks with my identity issues to know there are Many people who would consider me to be a ‘’’’poser’’’#because i’m too young or i was repressed for so long and i didn’t listen to enough bands in middle school and i don’t dress the right way #or fucking WHATEVER !!!!!#and it’s so TIRING !!!!!!#i wish it was 2009 again i’d rather be called a wrist cutter than a poser i fucking hate you all fr #into the microphone #emo scene #i think it’s Especially funny when older emo elitists listen to modern emo music and are like eww this is so cringe #buddy i’m gonna hold your hand when i say this. old emo is ALSO cringe. that’s the fucking point. we’re cringe but we’re free.#like dw i get it okay it is Also so tiring that emo has gone ‘’’’mainstream’’’’ and so many people treat the scene as a trend #but god DAMN accusing people of being posers is so LAAAMMEEE #if someone isn’t actually emo you’ll know bc you wont have anything to talk about with each other and that’s FINE #just don’t be friends with them and hate them from a distance we do NOT need to be online stressing out over proving how emo someone is #this kind of goes for all alt subcultures too but i don’t identify with those so im only talking about emo #the only outlier i feel is punk bc thats more of a political ideology but thats a whole other conversation for another day #i Do consider myself punk but nobody could tell me i’m a poser for that bc i don’t dress a certain way i’d like laugh in their face

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leelesbo · 7 months ago

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you should rub your nipples for me by the way, hun, make some cute noises. unless you’re already doing so, fucking perv <33 - 🐗

fuckkfjskf i literally Can’t even tho id love to bc um. im. with friends. um.

#we’re just like parallel playing rn so i’m on my phone and it’s Fine but like.#if u thought i was a perv before #well!!!!#my friends are kinky tho fhjsjf im just shy they can’t know #actually one of the friends here knows abt this blog but i’d die before i actually Showed them LMFAOO #ur making me feel crazy. like fffucukfd #ask #🐗 anon

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trashbaget · 11 months ago

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tell me your failed/embarrassing flirting stories to make me feel better, i’ll go first: today i said “get out of my way” forgot to say “i’m kidding” then immediately said “bye”

#it is awful having feelings for someone you know and have an established friendship with #but crushing on someone i barely know is knew to me and i legit feel like an idiot every time i do something stupid like this #i can’t just. talk to the guy #if i say hey and he says sup i say ‘sup indeed’ like what the fuck is that #i can barely even say hello to him #don’t get me wrong i’ve DONE it but most days i’m like #ah fuck there he is #okay you can do it just say hi #just say what’s up #and then he’s already gone #also. like. the setting we’re in is soooo not good for talking or flirting realt because um. it’s work he’s my coworker.. so um. do i fuckin #ask him for his number?? or to hang out??? but like. he’s kind of a stranger to me what do i want to hang out for 🧍#but like. i dont want to do that until i have at least one successful interaction #or like. an actual conversation.#which is gonna be really hard to manage because he doesn’t talk much at all to anyone and i really only talk if someone talks to me first or #i’ll say something absolutely idiotic and ridiculous (and honestly i do that no matter what)#anyway so um. i guess i’m just gonna keep making a fool of myself until i get it right and hopefully i don’t screw it up 🥴#i lost all my confidence in the last year and i cant do anything chill or smooth anymore (i was never that good in the first place but at #least i could PRETEND i knew what i was doing. like i could sell it. the whole weird and lost bit.)#anyway. i felt better for like 5 minutes when some guy at the gas station flirt failed with me on the way home. but that’s partly my fault #too oops. in his defense he probably could not see that i had headphones on bc upon mirror inspection they were well blended with my hair #but i was waiting to cross the street and this guy tried to like nod and smile and i did not know it was to me until i got to the other side #where the gas station was and and like. tried again and i awkward half smiled and saw his face get all mushy and confused like mine FELT 20 #mins before when i’d flopped so hard trying to flirt and by the time i’d processed WAIT i think he was FLIRTING WITH ME i was already gone 🤡#but at least it ended better than the poor 14yo who very confidently asked for my number #who. i shit you not. SCREECHED for a solid 44.5 seconds and bolted the other direction when i said sorry im 21 #his friends were standing there like wtf too and one was like i am so sorry about him 🤦#cheers to being fools universe

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tyrianlynch · 1 year ago

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I’ve been improving a lot mentally lately and today my wife (best friend who I’ve lived with for 7 years) told me she’s divorcing me (moving to a city we both swore we’d never live in) and she’s taking the kids (our dog) and this is just further proof that god will never allow me to be happy or hopeful

#i know I sound dramatic but it feels like a divorce #my entire life revolves around her #she’s my soulmate and I’ve known her for a million lifetimes #I spend all day anticipating her coming home from work so we can spend time together #I schedule nothing on the weekends because weekends are for being with her #she’s come to every family gathering I’ve gone to for at least the last five years #she’s my entire fucking life and she’s leaving me #I’m gonna have to leave our apartment that we’ve been in for 3 years #I don’t even know how to make other friends because we’ve never needed anyone besides each other #and maybe we’re codependent and rely on each other too much but it’s never bothered us #and I always swore I’d follow her anywhere but she knows I can’t go where she’s going this time #I’m still so sick that I need my family nearby to help me so I can’t leave them #and my doctors are all here and I’ve spent years finding doctors I actually like #and I HATE where she’s moving #we lived there together for a summer and it was awful and she swore that we’d never go back there #and when she told me she’s leaving she didn’t bother asking me to come bc she knows I can’t #and I’m so fucking mad at her #I don’t know who I am without her and I feel like chunks of me are being carved out of my chest

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georgianadarcies · 10 months ago

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genuine and open question: how do you know when someone just isn’t that into you vs. maybe you never gave yourself a real chance with them and should truly give it a go just in case there’s a shot?