Throughout history, lesbians and gay men often still married opposite sex partners and reproduced in order to conform to society's expectations or avoid being outed. But in Widow's Bay, it seems that they were allowed to do their own thing, even in the 1800s.
Cursed? Yes. But apparently not bigoted. Maybe Warren deserves a little more credit 🤔
I never "got" plants before but this guy changed everything. It's survived 3 moves, multiple propagations, and many repottings. I re-potted again last month and counted 7 new leaves sprouting this morning! Never thought leaves could make me this happy. That said I'm already getting nervous about the next repotting because it's really getting huge.
Anyway, I "get" plants now and I love calatheas. That is all
Basically the title. I have no desire to get back together or even speak to her again. I have no expectations that she will ever understand or own up to her behavior or reflect. I try not to dwell on the relationship because I've already wasted so much time and energy on it while we were dating. But sometimes that doesn't work.
My life has improved immeasurably in these past few months. I wish I could just snap back to who I was when I first met her but obviously that is not realistic. Though I've generally been doing pretty well, I'm isolating myself more than is healthy, and occasionally late at night I can't stop myself from thinking about everything.
The time has brought some more clarity, and with that a lot of anger and hurt. Anger at how I willingly let myself be treated, how I accepted blame for so many things I shouldn't have, how I gave so much of myself to try to make her happy. How wasted my love and care was. And how colossally, almost unforgivably stupid I was for accepting her version of things and trying even harder. Like I had no set of standards for myself that superseded hers.
I don't know why I'm writing this. The anger feels so impotent, I guess. Nothing to be done about it, but it's there. I know therapy is probably a good idea but I'm so resistant to the idea of spending one more second of my life feeling the pain of that relationship. I'm also pretty turned off to the idea because she herself was an LCSW and really "into" therapy, which allowed her to rationalize her behavior and blame me for a lot of things, even if she admitted in rare moments of clarity that her behavior was wrong (of course, later she would act like she never said those things). I just want to be done with it all and move on.
Please excuse what I'm sure is a very dumb question, I don't know a lot about history.
Mesopotamia had Sumer, Assyria, Babylon, Egypt, and eventually the Greeks and Romans. Sumer was settled around 5000-3000 BC.
Humans crossed the land bridge to North America long before that. The Mayan and the Aztec civilizations formed in central America, but what was going on in the present day US/Canada regions?
Was it mostly a matter of climate? Or was the "head start" in population in Mesopotamia a factor as well? Or were there smaller civilizations that rose and fell but with little archealogocal evidence?