Living with someone is different from anything else.
...That would explain a lot, I think. The chemical aspect is of course very much a part of it all, but I think there is... more than that. Otherwise people would end up falling in love with everyone they had sex with, which is... Just not the case. Maybe it has to be good, too... I think there has to be a certain level of emotional and mental compatibility, as well. I don't know if it's anything more than that, if it's... deep and spiritual and whatnot. I never used to think so. Sometimes I do now. It's a difficult subject, there's no real way of actually proving any of it...
I think a lot of things are necessary for me to get to that point. I am was pathologically afraid of touch for a very long time-- I didn't like to even so much as shake hands let alone anything else. I'm a little better, now, though, and obviously I'm fine with Matt. But I think you're definitely right in that it's better when you really do love who you're with, although I suspect a certain amount of that could be attributed to trust and honesty and being open about... preferences and things.
Not having any experience with either sex or non-work related discussions until fairly recently, I have come to the conclusion that they are basically inexplicably, but undoubtedly, connected. It does tend to (if you'll pardon the pun) 'come up'. A lot. Like grief, and loss and work it's a big part of life, so it tends to make its way into conversation.
[OOC: ...That's bizarre. Guess he's fond of the name or something, then...? Very peculiar. I want to go immerse myself in Torchwood now, but I'm laid up in bed because I'm sick and my eps are on the other computer and I can't access them from this bloody Vista machine which won't interface with my network properly. :/
He really is a poor woobie. I watched ep5 last night and there was no reference to everything that happened with Lisa or anything, which I just couldn't believe. That poor guy. My Near-muse really wants to fill him with coffee and cake now.]
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Living with someone is different from anything else.
...That would explain a lot, I think. The chemical aspect is of course very much a part of it all, but I think there is... more than that. Otherwise people would end up falling in love with everyone they had sex with, which is... Just not the case.
Maybe it has to be good, too...I think there has to be a certain level of emotional and mental compatibility, as well. I don't know if it's anything more than that, if it's... deep and spiritual and whatnot. I never used to think so. Sometimes I do now. It's a difficult subject, there's no real way of actually proving any of it...I think a lot of things are necessary for me to get to that point. I
amwas pathologically afraid of touch for a very long time-- I didn't like to even so much as shake hands let alone anything else. I'm a little better, now, though, and obviously I'm fine with Matt. But I think you're definitely right in that it's better when you really do love who you're with, although I suspect a certain amount of that could be attributed to trust and honesty and being open about... preferences and things.Not having any experience with either sex or non-work related discussions until fairly recently, I have come to the conclusion that they are basically inexplicably, but undoubtedly, connected. It does tend to (if you'll pardon the pun) 'come up'. A lot. Like grief, and loss
and workit's a big part of life, so it tends to make its way into conversation.[OOC: ...That's bizarre. Guess he's fond of the name or something, then...? Very peculiar. I want to go immerse myself in Torchwood now, but I'm laid up in bed because I'm sick and my eps are on the other computer and I can't access them from this bloody Vista machine which won't interface with my network properly. :/
He really is a poor woobie. I watched ep5 last night and there was no reference to everything that happened with Lisa or anything, which I just couldn't believe. That poor guy. My Near-muse really wants to fill him with coffee and cake now.]