there is a competition on here, bread and alfalfa for dinner or just bread?

Why are the majority of Nurses and Teachers assholes? Seriously. I want you to think about that. Yeah there are some great, funny, and nice teachers out there, but there are so many hardass fuckwitted asshole teachers. With nurses you do have the sweet caring ones, but the majority of them are snobbish bitches that don't care about anyone but themselves. I don't get how these types want, pursue, and eventually get jobs that demand a personality that's the polar opposite of who they truly are. Even in college you have the worst acting people pursuing jobs in those fields. The double life whores who lack any emotional involvement or depth want a nursing job, and the condescending know-it-all goes after being a teacher. It just doesn't make sense to me.

Why are the majority of Nurses and Teachers assholes? Seriously. I want you to think about that. Y...

I didn't expect to see comments. But, I'm grateful, because they helped me become a bit more resolute. I'm attempting to muster enough courage to tell/show him tomorrow night (or I guess it's technically tonight now). I think I've more or less convinced myself that he won't care about my scars or past and will continue to love me regardless. He's been nothing but loving and considerate up to this point, and I should trust that he won't stop. He'll most likely be a bit annoyed at me for not doing it sooner, but I think he'll be glad to have some questions answered. I did have a few PTSD episodes around him, despite my best efforts to avoid stimuli that would cause them or remain grounded, and, like you said commenter 1, he was usually left rather confused after my reactions, since I didn't really explain them. I'm fairly certain he's kept a mental note of what triggers them, though. For example, the phrase "connect the dots" being spoken loudly aloud, either as its own phrase or in a sentence, is one of the stressors that's triggered my PTSD in the past. It may seem rather strange, but that phrase is deeply rooted into some of the most painful moments/memories of my life. Although I usually am able to keep myself grounded, I would sometimes be caught off guard, become extremely despondent and skittish, start internally panicking with my heart feeling as if it'll beat right out of my chest. At one point in time I had flashbacks frequently, but they've become a rarer occurrence. My fiancé loved using that phrase, but after seeing my change in demeanor and reaction every time he used it, he stopped using it altogether. I feel guilty so guilty that he does that on my account and about not explaining it to him yet. He's been so patient with me. I'm afraid that I'm going to falter tomorrow, but at this moment, I think I can do it. I don't want to be ruled by my trauma anymore. I want to be happy, and I believe that he's the one I can be happy with. Even though you'll probably never see this, thank you commenters!

I didn't expect to see comments. But, I'm grateful, because they helped me become a bit more resolu...

my cat drives me mad wanting me to pat her which is annoying she just annoys me for affection and I have to push her off a lot and same with my boy cat, they just annoy me after while especially digging claws into me. I just don't want them around my chest and breast and throat one wanted to sleep on my neck and chest and I couldn't breathe it was so annoying since I had surgery.

my cat drives me mad wanting me to pat her which is annoying she just annoys me for affection and I ...