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Location: Everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for-B Marley
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Seriously, you who say yourself? I know it's important to be important to yourself but I think it would suck to not have someone more important to you. Sounds lonely. And I'm alone a lot but almost never get lonely.
Who is the most important person in your life? Is it your husband/Wife/Boyfriend/Girlfriend. Or is it your child/Children....your parents? If your SO was drowning and you child....who would you save? Be honest.
The most important person in my life is my son. I expect that won't change until he is out making a life of his own. If my son and SO were both drowning, I expect I'd get to the one that was nearest.
Kind of a silly question...hasn't this been beaten to death over the years, here?
Who is the most important person in your life? Is it your husband/Wife/Boyfriend/Girlfriend. Or is it your child/Children....your parents? If your SO was drowning and you child....who would you save? Be honest.
My Mom.
[not married, no kids so I wouldn't have this dilemma]
There was a time when questions like this occurred to me, NOT because I was trying to prioritize or categorize, but because there was an aspect to myself that I never quite understood; namely, that I never stopped to think of myself with this kind of thing, just zoned and operated, went into a kind of automatic-overdrive and thought of others. I've been in a couple of situations, and I've seen how I work. Children I carry through the door and deposit as soon as possible, consider them "done"; adults, I throw toward the door and say "go", expect them to pick up their own load.
But as time has passed, more and more I just think in terms of children; everyone else is either responsible for their own slack or falls to second place.
And among children, my son is number 1 and whoever is closest to my other arm is number 2. After that I'll worry about 3 and 4 and ETC.
Adults can collectively kiss my arse on their way to the cold, murky depths.
There was a time when questions like this occurred to me, NOT because I was trying to prioritize or categorize, but because there was an aspect to myself that I never quite understood; namely, that I never stopped to think of myself with this kind of thing, just zoned and operated, went into a kind of automatic-overdrive and thought of others. I've been in a couple of situations, and I've seen how I work. Children I carry through the door and deposit as soon as possible, consider them "done"; adults, I throw toward the door and say "go", expect them to pick up their own load.
But as time has passed, more and more I just think in terms of children; everyone else is either responsible for their own slack or falls to second place.
And among children, my son is number 1 and whoever is closest to my other arm is number 2. After that I'll worry about 3 and 4 and ETC.
Adults can collectively kiss my arse on their way to the cold, murky depths.
aahahahahah Here Here....And they can kiss the arse they rode in on.
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