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October 17th, 2002
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(100 shouts of denial | Tell me I'm full of it)

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Date:June 5th, 2008 09:25 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry. In the future, I'll be sure to write up all my adventures according the feelings of other people.
Wow, you're right - how could I ever have expected you to find the emotions of your girlfriend, going through an abortion, to be relevant to this story? Or that you would possibly know what her feelings were?

you would have assumed that I had ascertained her state accurately, and wouldn't have raised any questions about that.
I assumed you reported her molester father's state accurately. Which, BTW, you didn't seem to have any qualms about reporting. I guess his feelings were understandable/important, while hers weren't?

I'm sure if I had done that, you'd go, "
It's sort of irrelevant, isn't it? I mean, you'd never have spoken about her feelings. It never would have occurred to you. It never did occur to you.

You can say what you want, but you know that is true. You thought it was important to report her father's feelings, so you did. You didn't think it was important to report hers. She's a cipher. She's the unimportant vessel carrying the important fetus.

You wouldn't have insinuated that I'd been able to report on her own emotions every bit as accurately as mine.
And why is that so outlandish? I can report on my husband's emotions re: my abortion as accurately as my own - and did, when I shared my own abortion story. That's because I actually cared about them. And about him.

Because you weren't even there, and somehow you know what happened better than I do.
*amused* first you imply that you can't say how your girlfriend felt (just how her dad felt, I guess). Then you imply that you know how she felt and I don't. Which is it, I wonder?
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Date:May 23rd, 2014 04:04 pm (UTC)
... How can you possibly answer how another feels? Get a life.
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