I let others decide if I'm genuine. As it could look a bit false, if I just suddenly exclaim how real I am.

It isn't true from my experience. I love whoever I happen to be with at that time in my life. I focus on the current man in my life. I wouldn't bother thinking about some man who moved on.

If I want a man to notice me, usually have to feel fairly attracted to him first. Otherwise, I don't usually like a lot of attention.

I only like planning for things like holidays. Fun things. I'm not the type who likes rules. To me, they're like restrictions :(

This is why I keep myself to myself. I don't talk much to NEIGHBOURS, if I'm honest. As they can't even get on with their own lives. It would be far wiser, if people just lived life, instead of trying to stick their nose in where it isn't needed or wanted.

I used to have Irritable Bowel Syndrome, and yes it got quite debilitating when it got to It's worst. It sort of felt like I was about to explode with extreme pain. Some days, I could hardly stay away from the toilet. Luckily, you feel better after three days of discomfort. I would have given a lot to never be such pain anymore. It cleared up though. Not sure how. I haven't had it again since summer last year.

Yes but once you leave THIS job, you won't even have to get involved with those people ever again.

Finally. Someone else who see's it the same way that I do. This is absurd, how we're expected to gossip in a nasty way, about other people at the same place. Gossiping is not my style. I only talk about someone in my training placement, if something awful has happened to them, because then It's concerning if they end up in a car accident or somdthing. They forget we have lives outside of work.

Congrats. :cheers:. Nice to see hope is still alive. We can't let life drag us down.

Only once? I remember my break-up with the third lover being harder than with the first lover. It's not that I didn't want to think it was happening. It was me not wanting to believe he'd abandoned me.

Me and a friend planned a holiday for next month. We're going to put on fake american accents. Just for laughs. I'll be trying to keep a straight face.

I drink as much of it as I want. Not all statistics are accurate. Caffiene doesn't do much harm to my body. I don't live by what the papers say. I'm a pleasure seeker :)

The day I go to pay my electricity bill, their system is botched. Oh well. A good excuse to delay my payments. Ha.

Gah. So sorry that you lost such a lovely friend :( I can only imagine how hurt you're feeling. I'm not trying to be patronizing. This sort of thing can leave a big hole in your life. Try not to let it beat you down. There's actually no right or wrong way to grieve. There's no time limit either. Hope you find peace again soon.

I only have my own definition. For me, it entails testing the bond between us both. If communication goes awry between us, then no point in carrying it on with them.

Yes but of course they're going to keep it on the downlow, because they want to keep it a secret. I never quite understood why a man I was with, kept telling me that he never told people who he was in a relationship with. Surely, if you're not ashamed of announcing your love for someone, why keep it quiet? Makes me think he WAS up to something, because he only ever told me he loved me, when we were alone in the same room.

I don't have as much freedom as I used to, because I work with a mental health company, and they have certain rules for their residents that live in the housing association a.k.a supported living. Once I get a true place of my own, they can't try to tell me who to be friends with. Things are expected of me, to attend the centre every week, to stick with their community, me to go on outings with them, and if I do so much as mention meeting up with old friends, my support worker looks hurt. So much for freedom. It seems strange.

I'd probably try to be curteous about it. Like I am with most things. I'd tap her on the shoulder and tell her she's taken my seat. Or, put a massive spider on her. She would hopefully run. .

I sometimes wait for the other person to say it. If they don't, I eventually say it anyway. If a friend says it, I say it back to them. I'm just a sentimental lunatic. You see :)

I can never hate a shy person. I just get along better with extrovert men. Even my Myers Briggs test thought so. . They are more approachable. The way they joke around leaves the door open for easier conversation.