I understand. I have some sex-related internal tangles that I'm working my way up to. I have two people I would talk to about it, the problem is, both of them are already involved, in different ends of the tangle. So if I was to talk to one about the whole tangle, I'd have to tell them stuff about the other person that I shouldn't tell them. So ... fake names and a therapist, once I get back to Ireland.
I'm sorry, someone mentioned Thorki and then ....
Yes. A lie down. A quiet one. With definitely no repetitive movements.
Ahahaha! Ha! Hahahaha! *snort* Oh man, good one. My mother is definitely the head of the household, being the only person who isn't scared of my father. As is her mother, who, despite not moving very fast or hearing very well, and having a brilliant adorable-old-lady disguise, is about as easy to bully or make go along with things as Samuel L. Jackson is.
Oh, there it goes again.
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