What Does It Feels Like To Be Rocked By A Punch
Everything seems distant for a second: the room seems dimmer and the lights, by comparison, brighter. sounds seem to echo and sound hollow, as if someone is calling to you through a tunnel. it doesn't hurt, at least not acutely and not immediately. the most shocking thing about the sensation is the lack of sensation. you can think surprisingly clearly, but the connection between your conscious thoughts and your ability to make your body put them into action is tenuous at best. you can get hit, and your frontal lobe says "I need to circle right and step back to recover and avoid getting hit for a few seconds," but the part of your brain that's in control is animalistic and survival-oriented, and it usually says "you need to get yourself into the fetal position, curl up on the ground, and not take any more damage." a fight is a constant battle for self control in the face of extreme fear and physical hardship, and getting hit like that is one of the most powerful examples of that fact.
Usher’s face after his wife lost custody battle today
by Vincent Nguyen
It’s terrible to see how most people look to relationships and a significant other as the end-all, be-all of personal happiness. “I can’t be single and happy!” seems to be the mantra of millions of individuals, both male and female.
I used to be just like this. I was insecure, the polar opposite of confident, and I felt like the only way I could find my place in the world was if I was taken.
My first relationship was a disaster. I don’t regret it because it was a great learning experience of what to avoid in the future, but looking back I can’t help but ask myself what the hell I was thinking.
The worst part of it was how needy I was. When we weren’t talking my mind would be racing. The relationship crumbled within a matter of months but I refused to acknowledge it. I couldn’t even imagine how it felt to go back to being… single.
So of course, I held on as tight as I could. Even after she had lied to me for the 10th time that week.
I didn’t want to call it off even though the whole thing was toxic. I couldn’t, because how could any person be happy without a significant other?
When my fiancee yells at the dog for farting when it was me
At girls house for the first time and clogging the toilet with no plunger in the bathroom