Tough Choices you've had to make.
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Stay home for free, or move out away from my stealing sister and have little money.
Move out, there's no way I'd stick around with a slutty-stealing little creature I call my sister. :|
Move out, there's no way I'd stick around with a slutty-stealing little creature I call my sister. :|
The ones that keep coming back. Picking something when it's just a one-time thing is one thing. Making a choice, and having to stick with it, while every day it would be so easy to just change your mind, go back, that's much harder.
Wether it's giving up a habit, like smoking, or drinking (that I've never had to come across) or keeping a difficult promise (like leaving a friend), when it's there every day, and you have to make the choice over and over, every hour, every minute, and every second, and stick with it, and every time give something up, those are the tough choices.
Wether it's giving up a habit, like smoking, or drinking (that I've never had to come across) or keeping a difficult promise (like leaving a friend), when it's there every day, and you have to make the choice over and over, every hour, every minute, and every second, and stick with it, and every time give something up, those are the tough choices.
Regular mermaid, definitely.
A hard decision for me was whether to cut my beard. I had been growing it for a long time, it was about 18 inches or so long, and my family and friends were giving me a really hard time about it. They said it was the reason I couldn't find a better job and a girlfriend, and would poke fun at me incessantly until after a few months I finally decided to shave it all off. Then I really regretted it. Oh well.
A hard decision for me was whether to cut my beard. I had been growing it for a long time, it was about 18 inches or so long, and my family and friends were giving me a really hard time about it. They said it was the reason I couldn't find a better job and a girlfriend, and would poke fun at me incessantly until after a few months I finally decided to shave it all off. Then I really regretted it. Oh well.
I have had a few within my life time. The two most significant would be...
- Coming to the conclusion that perhaps the reason I was picked on, teased, mock, all of which was allowed by teachers to the extent I walked out of class after numerous threats, may well have been somewhat self inflicted based upon how I allow remarks to bother me drastically more than I ever should have. This little revelation came during the darkest time of my life, at age fourteen when suicide and even wanting to take certain people with me; while extremely brief, were thoughts that entered my mind.
I decided that was a cowardly view, that I could never put my mother; whom I credit to this day as the person who pushed me through that and that I would change my own persona and force confidence upon myself. It took a little under two years however I broke out of that shy, low self esteem demeanor and went the opposite to some degree. I have arrogance now, extreme confidence and I have long ceased caring what people think of me when it is negative. It has been five years since I had this new personality defined and seven since those dark days; it is amazing how that one decision changed everything. Leaving that school certainly helped. Amusing the teachers who constantly failed me will never know
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- The other would be my decision to low weight; a primary factor to the above. I procrastinated one this for years, although telling myself I would one day accomplish it yet never following through. I was never obese however despite my height of six foot four; I despised being 264lbs with hardly any muscle. That was the one thing I struggled tackling however in pure irony during a trip to McDonalds; a place I frequented nearly three times a day, I had ordered a Mcgrill and upon looking it the lettuce was an odd dark green and wilting. Mom did not think of anything of it however after eating it, I realized it was definitely not fresh.
After feeling like hell for five hours I swore off fast food joints of all kind for what ended up being four/five months. I did have the occasional pizza at Pizza Hut (two or three in that time span if I recall) but my weight was down twenty to thirty pounds. Now I was stilling eating poorly however the lack of McDonalds and such helped. I decided then and there this was the time to put my weight problem out of my life. I crashed, tossing cookies, chocolate, ice cream, butter, chips, bacon, anything with high fat or carbs and replaced them with frozen yogurts, yogurts, cereal, fruit, nutria-grain bars and etc. It took roughly eight months but I dropped down to 149 although brought that up and am currently 162-164.
Easily the two best decisions of my life, the latter brought additional confidence when I was already maxed out. There you go, a little insight to my life.
- Coming to the conclusion that perhaps the reason I was picked on, teased, mock, all of which was allowed by teachers to the extent I walked out of class after numerous threats, may well have been somewhat self inflicted based upon how I allow remarks to bother me drastically more than I ever should have. This little revelation came during the darkest time of my life, at age fourteen when suicide and even wanting to take certain people with me; while extremely brief, were thoughts that entered my mind.
I decided that was a cowardly view, that I could never put my mother; whom I credit to this day as the person who pushed me through that and that I would change my own persona and force confidence upon myself. It took a little under two years however I broke out of that shy, low self esteem demeanor and went the opposite to some degree. I have arrogance now, extreme confidence and I have long ceased caring what people think of me when it is negative. It has been five years since I had this new personality defined and seven since those dark days; it is amazing how that one decision changed everything. Leaving that school certainly helped. Amusing the teachers who constantly failed me will never know
***
- The other would be my decision to low weight; a primary factor to the above. I procrastinated one this for years, although telling myself I would one day accomplish it yet never following through. I was never obese however despite my height of six foot four; I despised being 264lbs with hardly any muscle. That was the one thing I struggled tackling however in pure irony during a trip to McDonalds; a place I frequented nearly three times a day, I had ordered a Mcgrill and upon looking it the lettuce was an odd dark green and wilting. Mom did not think of anything of it however after eating it, I realized it was definitely not fresh.
After feeling like hell for five hours I swore off fast food joints of all kind for what ended up being four/five months. I did have the occasional pizza at Pizza Hut (two or three in that time span if I recall) but my weight was down twenty to thirty pounds. Now I was stilling eating poorly however the lack of McDonalds and such helped. I decided then and there this was the time to put my weight problem out of my life. I crashed, tossing cookies, chocolate, ice cream, butter, chips, bacon, anything with high fat or carbs and replaced them with frozen yogurts, yogurts, cereal, fruit, nutria-grain bars and etc. It took roughly eight months but I dropped down to 149 although brought that up and am currently 162-164.
Easily the two best decisions of my life, the latter brought additional confidence when I was already maxed out. There you go, a little insight to my life.
NEITHER!
Fish people are abominations. That's why the Crab People killed them off in the Great Scouring many aeons ago.
*edit*
Aaaactually....
The first one. I wouldn't want to spawn hellish fish people.
Pros: BJ and no fish people. Cons: She has a tail. Gross.
aaand it also now occurs to me that sex with a mermaid probably actually consists of wanking onto eggs. I can do that at home damnit!
So aren't you glad you asked me?
I went the opposite route with weight and worked out non stop. I was a big guy, but I had muscle, so I figured I'd just roll with it. Feeling better was great, running faster than I ever could was better, and the feeling of increasing strength is addicting. Fuck being fat. All these gamer kids gotta realize one way or another that while games are the thing we all love... you're killing yourself. Not just your health, but your life is fucked up and you're missing out. I'm not sacrificing experience so I can level in WoW.
As for depression, that was a more recent bout for me, mostly related to school and work. I don't like anything I do and I don't know why I do it. I have not resolved these issues but I have to go forward because I refuse to quit. If I were to do that it would vindicate every bad word said to me and every bad feeling about myself. Fuck that shit. I'm the fucking boss, not Tony Danza. Besides, my family needs me. Without me they have no comic relief and they would surely drive off of cliffs.
Fish people are abominations. That's why the Crab People killed them off in the Great Scouring many aeons ago.
*edit*
Aaaactually....
The first one. I wouldn't want to spawn hellish fish people.
Pros: BJ and no fish people. Cons: She has a tail. Gross.
aaand it also now occurs to me that sex with a mermaid probably actually consists of wanking onto eggs. I can do that at home damnit!
So aren't you glad you asked me?
Having dealt with both problems I *Bill Clinton voice* feel your pain.Bourne said:
I went the opposite route with weight and worked out non stop. I was a big guy, but I had muscle, so I figured I'd just roll with it. Feeling better was great, running faster than I ever could was better, and the feeling of increasing strength is addicting. Fuck being fat. All these gamer kids gotta realize one way or another that while games are the thing we all love... you're killing yourself. Not just your health, but your life is fucked up and you're missing out. I'm not sacrificing experience so I can level in WoW.
As for depression, that was a more recent bout for me, mostly related to school and work. I don't like anything I do and I don't know why I do it. I have not resolved these issues but I have to go forward because I refuse to quit. If I were to do that it would vindicate every bad word said to me and every bad feeling about myself. Fuck that shit. I'm the fucking boss, not Tony Danza. Besides, my family needs me. Without me they have no comic relief and they would surely drive off of cliffs.