Hey guess what I’ve been thinking about again also. Did you guess CSA rhetoric? Because the answer is CSA rhetoric.
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Okay there are a lot of other things I should be doing right now instead of posting here but I was thinking again today about how my company offers “compassionate leave” as a category of time off from work and how my coworker had to use her PTO hours (a different category) when she took time off to go to her uncle’s funeral, because she didn’t get compassionate leave for that, because her uncle isn’t considered “immediate family.”
The nuclear family is an economic unit.
Here is a post I saw today about how defining monogamy becomes tricky with aro spectrum and ace spectrum folk in the mix. Go read it. It’s got interesting points and I don’t have much to say on it, besidessss in response to this part added by paradife-loft:
I don’t know if I’ve said it here before but I’m saying it now: I don’t adhere to or support any guideline for How You Should Live Life that’s based on feeling the correct feelings, whether that means feeling others’ feelings (“empathy” as a prerequisite for correct morality); disallowing yourself unhappiness (“staying positive” as a virtue); or pushing discomfort, risk, and unease as self-justifying mandates (in praise for “vulnerability” and “getting out of your comfort zone”). Dogmas of feelings have always been useless at best for me, outright detrimental more often than not, and I don’t want any part in them.
My life definitely changed for the better after I gave myself permission to make the whole situation awkward for everyone when other people make me uncomfortable.
Like, you put me in this position, I’m taking you down with me.
It doesn’t fix anything, no, but it sure beats the alternative because then at least then everyone else is feeling awkward WITH me and I’m allowing myself to feel no shame over that.
I can’t get people to care about or even remember my boundaries but!! by God I will try and give them a disincentivizing experience to remember.
Would have been nice to not start the new year first thing by seeing someone say that “ghosting” is “the worst thing you can do to someone,” because apparently it’s just too much sometimes for people to remember that abusive relationships exist and that picking up and leaving doesn’t make you worse than the people who mistreat you enough to drive you to that. And sure whatever the point was that ‘it hurts to be on the other end of that,’ but this kind of practice of just assuming the people who need it will read an unwritten asterisk into what you say is hands down a Bad Practice and I’m already having a hard enough time sticking to my decision and figuring out the future as it is, thanks.
Yeah my attention span is zip right now so I didn’t read all of this, but, uh, I’ve been feeling a lot of this again lately. Excerpt:
I’m also at a point in my life when most of my friends are partnered while I remain singled. I have never felt incomplete or alone without a romantic partner, but I am beginning to feel particularly singled. When I think about the benefits of romantic partnerships as exhibited both in popular culture and my own observations via my friends’ romances, I recognize that these benefits are not purely financial or physical. They are about daily and mundane interpersonal interactions of reciprocity. In short: investment, and care.
Thing is. Over the span of however much time, ranging from months to minutes from instance to instance, my thoughts keep cycling through this sort of general feedback loop that’s like… I should try to accept the fact that, realistically speaking, dating is just not viable for me… I should just stick to making friends and maintaining friendships… which I focus on, up until I start getting jealous because people are prioritizing other people ahead of me… which I can’t get mad at them for, it’s just that I’m reminded that I want to be someone’s someone that they prioritize ahead of everyone else, I want to be that important to someone, I want to be the one who comes first, and do the same for them… and the one other primary constant, that I observe, in the relationships that evoke these I-want-that feelings, seems to be sex and romance… and so I think to myself, if that’s what I want, then realistically, it can only be attained by dating someone… so I should try to get into dating… and but wait, no, here are all these reasons why dating is just not viable for me…
[cw: sex as a site of conflict in a relationship, antigay/homophobic analogy, atrocious rape analogy]
This one isn’t very long, but I’m going to address this one piece by piece instead of in block form.
I feel lied to.
I had heard, from sources I don’t remember, never to move in with people you consider friends. I don’t know how widespread this advice is, but it’s definitely a thing that I’d heard and was on my mind, right at the time that a friend asked to become my roommate, several years ago. And so it became the cause for hesitation and ambivalence.
Because what I’d heard was: don’t move in with your friends. You don’t want your friends as roommates. Just because you’re friends doesn’t mean you’ll live well together. You’ll end up annoying each other in petty roommate ways and it will destroy your friendship.
I didn’t want to destroy my friendship.
I was terrified of that happening.
So I dragged my feet and thought about declining what ended up being a really, really, really good deal.
Here’s my experience: moving in with my friend didn’t destroy my friendship. It made every night feel like a sleepover party.
As of the end of last month, I’ve done it again — moved in with another friend. I was worried about it this time, too.
I guess that advice has really stuck in my mind.
I even saw someone giving the same advice this week.
You know what I realized, though? Not once, ever, have I ever seen someone say, “Don’t move in with your romantic partner. It will destroy your relationship.”
What I see, sometimes, instead, is talk of “when” is the “right time,” the right stage, the right passage of time before it makes sense for two romantic partners to move in together. When. Not if. And certainly not “never.”
I’ve seen talk of moving in before getting married being potentially detrimental, but blanket generalizations of “never”? Never seen it.
It’s accepted to warn people of the dangers of moving in with friends — yet also believe those dangers dissipate in the case of romance.
I feel lied to.