If you could shrink any animal down to miniature size and carry it around in your pocket, which animal would you choose?
Hello. I am a Margay, a nocturnal arboreal cat. I am little 'big' cat with a long useful tail and big innocent eyes. However, please do refrain from crossing me, because although I may look nice and cuddly, I am also capable of catching a monkey in its own habitat. That said, I do enjoy scritches behind the ear, mmm, yes, right there...purrpurr...
Ah, I see. You're a chew toy.
It was nice meeting you. I think I'm going to be off now.
At this moment I am a cranky crocus.
Something being 'fine' does not necessarily mean that it doesn't hurt. When a housemate who is still paying rent and keeping animals in the household says she is leaving to "go home" and states that she is "going to her house" even after someone asks for clarification, it may well be 'reasonable,' but it can still hurt like a beech-blast to the face.
You and I have been in a house with Lora for nearly a year and a half and before that I lived on the same floor as she did in Windsor. Her 'home' has always been my 'home' during uni time. When she refers to somewhere she has been living for less than a week as "my house" and "my home," it hurts. It's possible to break up with a household--even if we do get back together later. I know you like to have a logical mind that reasons things out and declares what is 'fine' and what is 'not' (consequently concluding everything is 'fine' until you explode and drive a housemate out), but please refrain from attempting to placate me with patronising statements that make me feel belittled for perfectly reasonable emotions. I really don't appreciate that.
But since we've had this conversation a number of times and I understand this is merely how you work and function in contrast to how I work and function, I will let off steam here instead. (I hope you are letting off steam over your emotions - even if they are trivial and illogical sometimes - somewhere as well, so they don't build up inside you.) And I will say that even if it does make sense that she considers somewhere else 'home' because she has been there for a week after breaking up with her housemate!boyfriend, it still hurts like a fucking bitch. And will continue hurting even if you point out that it is 'fine' because emotions are not exactly correlated to logic or rationality.
That said, I'm still pleased that she and the housemate!ex-boyfriend were able to hang out for most of the evening. (Thank goodness people are complex enough to experience multiple emotions at once.)
A little ticked off,
P.S. Sometimes your voice feels like a pat on the head. I grew up biting hands that patted me on the head. Sometimes I wish I could bite voices - but thankfully my temper and sharp tongue have pretty much cooled with age. I am also aware that I am overacting right now, but that's okay with me, because right now I am cranky and it's 1.10 in the morning and my room isn't as clean as I want it and I have to wake up early tomorrow and I have too much to do and one of My People is hurting enough to not consider this place a home at the moment.
Someone has displeased my pocket pal. This is my slightly irritated face.
A woman is like a teabag. You never know how strong she is until she gets into hot water.