a home for the Intermittent Chicken??
a home for the Intermittent Chicken??
I have noticed how the concept of the Intermittent Chicken has taken on a life of it's own in various posts---after the first appearance in a thread by Everhopeful721, entitled "Don't be his chick(en)".
This especially applies to the maintaining of No Contact when this has become the right thing to do--but, oh soooo painful.
How many others, besides myself, think this qualifies as "Sticky" material.
Any ideas??
Dandylion
***Let Intermittent Chicken live!!
This especially applies to the maintaining of No Contact when this has become the right thing to do--but, oh soooo painful.
How many others, besides myself, think this qualifies as "Sticky" material.
Any ideas??
Dandylion
***Let Intermittent Chicken live!!
I have the Intermittent Chicken internalized.
Oh, how the relationships begin with all the love and affection and "you are so greats",
Then, while pecking at the usual spot nothing happens. No treats.
Scratch, scratch, peck peck, hmmmm nothing.
What happened? Where did he go? He said I was so great!
Did he get in an accident? In the hospital?
There! the phone! or "ding" got mail!
Oh yes, my heart starts again. Where were you? I was worried!
"Don't you worry little Chickie, here are some more pellets."
(but now the pellets are not little treats, they are little tortures)
"I thought you were too involved."
"Moving too fast."
"Need to back up."
But my darling, that is exactly what I said when your started gorging me with treats!
"Here are some more pellets (treats or torture, doesn't matter, sadly I take both) and wait for me to get in touch again."
A week goes by, by now, I am crazy and so hungry for pellets I will take ANYTHING.
"Oh yeah, you are so wonderful, I would love to have a relationship with you, but.....
I am married!"
Married?!?!?! WTF? You never said this to me.
"Here little chickie, more torture for you, she doesnt understand me like you do, she will never love me like you do, she is such a mean mean woman. she sold my bike!! We are separated and getting a divorce."
More consolation, more commiseration, more comforting from my ever-forgiving hungry- for-love pellet soul.
The back and forth continues for months. Finally, the last call. A friendly call, can't wait to see you again, I will call you tomorrow to make plans. He chooses No Contact.
That call never comes.
This Intermittent Chicken wants to find something better than this.
Let Intermittent Chicken LOVE!
Oh, how the relationships begin with all the love and affection and "you are so greats",
Then, while pecking at the usual spot nothing happens. No treats.
Scratch, scratch, peck peck, hmmmm nothing.
What happened? Where did he go? He said I was so great!
Did he get in an accident? In the hospital?
There! the phone! or "ding" got mail!
Oh yes, my heart starts again. Where were you? I was worried!
"Don't you worry little Chickie, here are some more pellets."
(but now the pellets are not little treats, they are little tortures)
"I thought you were too involved."
"Moving too fast."
"Need to back up."
But my darling, that is exactly what I said when your started gorging me with treats!
"Here are some more pellets (treats or torture, doesn't matter, sadly I take both) and wait for me to get in touch again."
A week goes by, by now, I am crazy and so hungry for pellets I will take ANYTHING.
"Oh yeah, you are so wonderful, I would love to have a relationship with you, but.....
I am married!"
Married?!?!?! WTF? You never said this to me.
"Here little chickie, more torture for you, she doesnt understand me like you do, she will never love me like you do, she is such a mean mean woman. she sold my bike!! We are separated and getting a divorce."
More consolation, more commiseration, more comforting from my ever-forgiving hungry- for-love pellet soul.
The back and forth continues for months. Finally, the last call. A friendly call, can't wait to see you again, I will call you tomorrow to make plans. He chooses No Contact.
That call never comes.
This Intermittent Chicken wants to find something better than this.
Let Intermittent Chicken LOVE!
Thank YOU Chickadees.
It kind of poured out of me, and I feel better.
It is out there.
I did feel ashamed and stupid at the time.
Now, I know I deserve better.
I deserve it all, if I am all in, I expect my partner to be the same.
Beth
It kind of poured out of me, and I feel better.
It is out there.
I did feel ashamed and stupid at the time.
Now, I know I deserve better.
I deserve it all, if I am all in, I expect my partner to be the same.
Beth
I had some Intermittent Chicken for dinner last night. Whenever I looked the other way, my cat would sneak a piece. I was only reinforced on a random interval schedule. I don't know when I will get my next piece of chicken, but hope springs eternal!
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