I know this is the 21st century and things have changed. Women are asking guys out on dates, paying for their own meals, and so on. I can respect your assertiveness and want for change, BUT there is a limit. You are in no circumstance allowed to grab my face and kiss me without warning. As a man, I take all unauthorized physical contact as a death threat. Especially, concerning my face. You could be a ninja trying to break my neck for all I know. At the very least, come at me from in front so I know who it is. I cannot be held liable for what I do to protect myself. What I’m trying to say is, you deserved to get hit and no I will not apologize.
I find it sad when people choose a relationship over a friendship. Friendships have a longer chance of lasting than relationships do.. I hate seeing people lose friends just cos thyre stuck on their significant other. Remember, your friends have most likely been there longer than your boyfriend/girlfriend and they will propably still be there if things dont work out with your person.
A few years ago, colleagues from Duke University compared the antidepressant effects of aerobic exercise training to the popular antidepressant medicine sertraline, as well as a placebo sugar pill. They randomized depressed patients to one of the interventions and found that after four months about 40 percent of the subjects were no longer depressed. Those who exercised or received the medicine had higher and comparable response rates, but they were only slightly better than the placebo group. Those who exercised at a moderate level - about 40 minutes three to five days each week - experienced the greatest antidepressant effect. So they interpreted that to mean that exercise was just as good as medicine. And in that particular study, the high placebo response meant that nonspecific influences like patient expectations and the attention from the study personnel during monitoring visits may have caused the therapeutic response.
Exercise not only increases blood flow to the brain, it releases endorphins, the body’s very own natural antidepressant. It also releases other neurotransmitters, like serotonin, which lift mood. In fact, the antidepressant in the study, sertraline, is an SSRI or a selective serotinon reuptake inhibitor - it is thought to exert its effects on body chemistry by increasing the amount of brain serotonin, a chemical that is lowered during depressed mental states. Brain-derived neurotrophic factor, a chemical that promotes brain health and memory, is also reduced in depression, and exercise has been found to elevate levels of this neurotransmitter. Maybe a fitness program could boost my friend’s levels in all these areas, and help his forgetfulness, too. He could only laugh at the idea of having 40 extra minutes three times a week to exercise. His wife was mad enough that he worked 14 hour days as it was.
I don’t get why you lie over the simplest of things. I don’t care about all these little things like you think I do. All these white lies are adding up. If I can’t trust you with the small stuff, why should I trust you at all?
Or maybe that’s just me. People always come back with remarks like “Erica, you changed!!” Like it’s a bad thing. That’s fine. And if you don’t like the ‘new’ me, I’ll bid you farewell again. But I think it’s ridiculous that you wouldn’t expect me to change. Like I was supposed to press pause on my life when you left. No.
I’m a different person than I was a year ago, six months ago, and I’m a different person than I was yesterday too. Everyday I change a little bit. I’m one step closer to finding myself. I make mistakes and I make improvements.
I will stab you in the throat. There’s no use in telling you things JUST to comfort you. Know that I will give you the cold, honest truth. Know that you won’t be able to handle that shit. And know that when I’m done, YOUR LIFE WILL BE BETTER. So, cheer up punk. Life goes on.
Everyone needs at least one friend like this. Especially if you’re 18+, you’re too old for your friends to be babying you.