in the minority there. I understand limits, and everyone has them. What I don't understand is how limits don't get reset after, oh, a week or so. It seems like there are people (noone in particular, just some) that once they reach their limit, constantly remind me of how my behavior is "unacceptable". I dumped a whole set of friends for that, and I can feel the same feelings returning. This set is not like the other set, so it's bothering me that the thought of dumping most everyone is appealing. I obviously need a time out. Perhaps some one on one (nothing naughty BAD hampster) time with some people will lead to better understanding, on both sides. Plus the women of Sunset Haus have offered me cute Mexican serving boys to watch, how can I resist?
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I understand limits, and everyone has them.
What I don't understand is how limits don't get reset after, oh, a week or so. It seems like there are people (noone in particular, just some) that once they reach their limit, constantly remind me of how my behavior is "unacceptable". I dumped a whole set of friends for that, and I can feel the same feelings returning. This set is not like the other set, so it's bothering me that the thought of dumping most everyone is appealing.
I obviously need a time out.
Perhaps some one on one (nothing naughty BAD hampster) time with some people will lead to better understanding, on both sides.
Plus the women of Sunset Haus have offered me cute Mexican serving boys to watch, how can I resist?