I'm not trying to offend or insult you, I'm trying to ask questions which might give you some insight on yourself. Maybe it won't, maybe I'm wrong, maybe my questions are stupid, but I'm not trying to talk down to you or tell you I know more about you than you do yourself.
God, you are such a drama queen. I never thought that you were trying to insult me or offend me. Neither did I think that you would think that I was trying to insult or offend you.
I mean, damn. Sensitive, aren't we? My son or daughter would think nothing of me addressing either of them as Bitch.
Your first post, which was the the one I quoted and was questioning, was the initial post on this thread - you wrote it without anyone prompting you with a question. You knew that people would read it, and you knew that people were likely to respond. What did you hope to occur by posting it?
I was interested in a discussion of the falling away of attachments. Now, I feel like I am on trial. "What did you hope and when did you hope it?"
I am not very good at defending myself. I need a lawyer.
Recently, Dave Hodges posted here about his girlfriend leaving. I took that as a post about the shedding of attachment. I did not take it as Dave Hodges looking for support from the forum. That idea was never broached on Dave's thread. So I wonder why it is broached here.
Jason, I was attempting to discuss the how and why attachments are shed. I thought it might be a somewhat interesting topic. That's what I get for thinking, I reckon. Dave Hodges can post a thread about his girlfriend leaving but, when Marsha Faizi posts a thread about the shedding of attachment, it's got to be because I am seeking support from the forum.
What a load of shit and I am absolutely disgusted by it. What a double standard. It is all right for one with a penis to post about the shedding of attachment but, when one without a penis does the same, it is because "she" is seeking support.
How womanish. How shamelessly, obsequiously, flowy, lacey, pinkishly womanly of you. What a shameless cunt you are.
I thought better of you.
It could be I suppose, but I honestly cannot perceive or feel any reaction in myself to this subject which would suggest that is the case. So either this subject is not effecting me in that way, or I am so completely ignorant/deluded/defensive and out of touch with that part of myself that I don't know that it exists. That's not to say I don't have some very real and strong issues surrounding the subject of still living with my parents, just that I don't perceive them being ignited by this particular subject.
Naturally, you can't perceive or feel the very thing that I pointed out. Scares hell out of you. What would you do without your parents? You live very comfortably. You do not have to pay for electricity or heat or telephone service. You do not have to cook. You have a nice bed. You are very well off. Nice suburban neighborhood. Internet access.
The very last thing that you could want to discuss is the letting go of family ties. That would point out the need for your independence -- something that you still do not want to face.
Better to be a drama queen cunt and imply that I came here seeking emotional support from the forum. Easy target since I am female.
There was nothing emotional in my post. I saw the falling away and wrote about it.
In general the nature of my attachments is probably the same as anyone elses I suppose. My attachments are created from biology, desire, fear, habit. A desire for comfort, a need for hope, a fear of being alone, a fear of dying or not existing, a desire for order, a fear of pain, a desire for pleasure, a fear of loss, a desire for greatness.
I yet desire to breathe and live -- most of the time. I am not attached to hope -- that's a fallacy. I do not fear loss. My idea of comfort is relatively minimal -- I do like electricity and running water. I have no desire for pleasure. I have little fear of pain -- because physical pain is inevitable. I have no fear of being alone. I welcome that -- part of the gist of my original post. I have no desire for greatness. No fear of death or not existing.
Who is seeking support -- you or me?
Faizi