Let’s Stop Saying That We’re “Fine”

i hope. you’re fine.  annica.  love is.  interesting. 

#dark

I didn’t just imagine telling all this to that one boy – he’s totally fine, by the way.
I’m fine,too.

My mom made me take the word “fine” our of my vocabulary when I was 13 because it was my response to everything. When I use it now, it usually means I want to put an ice pick through something.

What I’m say is, I get it Rae, and I’m sure you’ll be super, just as soon as this fine stage is over.

I definitelty didn’t picture you in my head as i read this article, cuz, you know… I’m fine.

I liked this a lot (Jim Carey Ace Ventura “A lot”).

This is more than fine; this is beautiful.

That would be Jim Carrey in Dumb & Dumber.

TC has sucked a lot lately and you have restored my faith in articles that don’t paint sex/love in such a sophomoric manner (which sometimes you need but more you, less Ryan).

 I’m glad that after the night in which you didn’t tell me your secrets, I didn’t rub your back until you nodded asleep, whispering “It’s ok, you’re ok, I love you.”
This. This is impossibly poignant.

I could have written this almost word for word. Really, I’m so fine too.

So right. He said it to Lauren Holly. You know yr BNIZ. thx.

F.I.N.E = Fucked Up Insecure Neurotic (or so says my guru). 

I am trying to banish the word from my vocabulary.  Unless I’m feeling fucked up insecure neurotic.  Then it’s a great word to use.

Totally relating to this right now.

Oh please write for TC more often.

This really hurts me. 

This. I might soon go through this. I remember last time I spent 3 months listening to Camera Obscura and Best Coast…. I don’t want to do this again…. =(

I’m not going through something similar right now, because I don’t give a shit about anyone either. Which means, of course, that I’m also completely fine.

I’m not going through something similar right now, because I don’t give a shit about anyone either. Which means, of course, that I’m also completely fine.

I’m not going through something similar right now, because I don’t give a shit about anyone either. Which means, of course, that I’m also completely fine.

damn

thank you, I loved this. 

Boom! Haha! Good vibes are great, but nothing beats ball busting honesty :)

beautiful.

I’m fine with this.

I’m fine with this.

So good!

“I never spent entire days thinking almost exclusively about you, and one
fleeting moment with you was never the best part of my week.”

yes.

i’ve been thinking i was fine but now i know i’m not…glad other people are there too

I wish more people understood how this is possible. Those kind of people are damn fine in my book.Fine piece.

An article so much better than ‘fine!’…. Beautifully written! I hope to read more from you soon!

Thank you so much for saying what so many of us can’t

This is the first thing I’ve read in two months that describes how I’m feeling.  It’s exactly everything.  It also made me realize how unfine I am, really.  Copied and pasted into a word file for later. 

Thank you for this. Sometimes I feel ridiculous for being the not fine one…. it makes me feel better that it’s not just me.

This made me cry.

sorry to be a grammar nazi but it’s “too abruptly”… and this is prolly the best article ive read in a while

Ladies…
This is why he left you! You can’t make your whole life about some guy, the highlight of your whole week be him… I mean I’d dump you too, if your own life isnt interesting enough without him. Poor dude, carrying the pressure of being the weight of someone elses world…You need to be enough for yourself. Things like waiting around all day for a text just make you sound desperate, and quite frankly, pitiful. You need to get lives, hobbies, and not make a man the be all end all of your world, and then scorn him for ending it. I’m so tired of reading posts by girls that really just need a lesson in self confidence and melodrama. If you’re focus is your life, your goals, your happiness, some man can’t throw all of that off balance. Post like this make me think that some women really maybe don’t get how far we’ve come from just being accessories in some man’s life, waiting hand and foot for his approval. That doesnt make you sexy, interesting, dynamic or equal. It makes you needy, dependent, boring, and subservient. Why bother with a career? Having friends, family and others that matter in your life if some man can crush all of you? Why did you give all of yourself to crush? 

This is coming from someone who is incredibly happy in a relationship with a wonderful man, because we both respect each others independence, needs, and know we are not the centers of the others world. To the contrary, We have our own centers which we love and admire, and that’s why we work. Because we don’t need each other. We want to be with each other. Needing someone is unhealthy. Fill your own voids so you can share the best of yourself with someone who can appreciate it.

Stop reading Jodi Picoult and White Girl Problems, and please, develop a sense of worth. 

My feelings in prose. :(

I hope you are satisfied with the fact that you are a horrible, insensitive person who should rot in hell. As much as we may wish otherwise, humans have vulnerable moments and that is what this post is about. Do you really imagine that the author here is lying about crying all day? No. If you stopped praising yourself for two minutes about how well you have life figured out, you would be able to read beyond the surface level of this piece. The point is the author IS fine, her life goes on and she’s completely functional, but we all have moments of weakness and ultimate, anyone who is not a droid can appreciate the fact that this is a beautiful thing.

This piece isn’t about needing self-confidence. It’s about needing to accept and appreciate that someone really did have a lasting effect on her life.

Stop watching reading Tyra Banks, Cosmo, and every other enlightened “feminist” piece of bullshit that convinces women like yourself that heartlessness is the same thing as independence. 

I hope your degree isn’t in English, because you clearly can’t read. This article is about how this girl is totally not fine. Hence the title darling. She’s not functional at all. She was catatonic and alcoholic for days. That’s extreme and frightening. I bet you read and like Twilight. Who knows though, everyone knows that love story is complete shit and you might be a bit smarter than that. 

Thanks for your well wishes. Coming from a complete stranger, the fact that someone in the cosmos thinks  I should rot in hell, and also knows me so well that they know my reading material and personality (I don’t read Cosmo, that’s some horrifying advice, I don’t watch Tyra because she’s pretty insincere, and you clearly need to look up what feminist means if you use it in that context) really just shakes me up. Totally shaken.

I came across this page as a curious click through from a Facebook acquaintance repost. I’ve discovered it’s a sad little pity party. I’ve loved, and loved deeply, been hurt, and all of that is human and okay. To be a whiny little bitch about it is just sad. Your response really amused me, the profile you developed for me couldn’t be more far from the truth yet you pronounce it with a certainty only the ignorant can claim. 

Good luck with your lives and I hope someone will be able to love you as much as you love them.

(I mean the luck part.)

i had been seeing a guy for a few months and then in october, he ended it one night out of the blue.i like to believe that i don’t need anyone and that its much better & easier to be on my own. i brushed it off and told everyone, including him, that it didn’t matter to me if things ended because I knew from the start that we didnt want anything serious. if that’s what he wanted then that was fine. i cheerfully acted like i didnt know why he was being so dramatic about it because, really, it was fine! 
then my friend sent me this link.i read it and started crying for the first time. it finally made me be honest with myself. because he meant more to me in that way than anyone really ever has. 
thank you so much

Was ‘prolly’ and ‘ive’ intended to be ironic?

Oh God…this is exactly me. Exactly. I mean most relationship articles I read are really relatable because of a lot of this sort of pain is pretty universal, but….THIS article? Exactly what’s just happened to me. Almost word for word. Ouch.