@v-lady
19 YearsVirgo
Wow, dc. Do I detect just a hint of acrimony there?
Are you talking about a specific case where someone has messed with your head, or are you just operating in some sort of theoretical dimension?
* pulls v-lady onto lap next to archer
* wraps arms around both gently
Yes, DC .. you lose, dude .. I got the women on me, man. sorry, mate.
goodnight archer!
Good Night, luv .. you're welcome ..
* purrrrrrrs
Before everyone hits the road, thank you all so much for being so nice about my bad day. The conversation really helped put things in perspective!!
No problem, v-lady .. we love to love people.
It's still early here .. what time is it where you are?
In Chicago? 6:30. In London? 30 minutes past midnight.
I think you guys are two hours behind us .. so, it must be 5:30
oh, you're only 1 hour behind us?
Midnight? Wow .. that's late for old people.
Oops, I'm sorry, DC .. I didn't mean to say you were old 🙂
Poor guy, first he gets retard, then dummy and now 'old' .. please forgive us 🙂
We love you
*hugs*
Since the conversation really isn't going at all too fast a rate, it must be like one of those books that you flip and see the little cartoons do something. Except for that the cartoon guy in this one would be moving really slow.
It real quiet suddenly .. with all this dope in me, I'm gonna get paranoid.
* suspiciously looks from side to side
Goodnight dc!
Looks like it's just you and me, p-angel.
Good Night, DC .. I should go, too and give hubby some attention .. he's been ignored for several hours now. And has done so patiently, I might add.
Talk to you later, sleep tight. 🙂
I should go, too. Glad you're feeling better, v-lady.
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There was this French philosopher who wrote a book that was a series of fictional letters between a Persian living in Paris and his wives and eunuchs back in the harem. At the end of the book, his most beloved wife commits suicide as a way of showing that she always retained ultimate control over her life. In her last letter to him, she tells her husband that even though she always obeyed his commands, he never controlled her. Externally she was his, but spiritually and mentally, she was free.
That reminds me of head games only to the extent that they're a tool people use to provide the illusion of control/power where none exists.
That's the worst-case scenario view of it.
At best, it's a way of treating people like a means to an end: "I need/want x/y/z and, in order to achieve that, I need to use this person." It's really the lazy man's way out of a situation. Instead of pushing yourself analytically to become more creative/inventive, you take the easy way out and manipulate/play games.
But in essence - people that play games with others? Intentionally? To hurt/manipulate the other person?
That's fucked up.