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		document.write('<div style="font-size: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 5px;"><a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if(document.getElementById(\'b_2025\').style.display == \'none\'){document.getElementById(\'b_2025\').style.display=\'block\';}else{document.getElementById(\'b_2025\').style.display=\'none\';}if(this.style.background.search(\'https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif\') != -1){this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}else{this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 0px\';" style="margin: 5px 3px 0 3px; float: left; background-image: url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif); background-position: 0px, 0px; width: 12px; height: 12px;" /><a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/half_brother_and_sister_intimate_relationship_c-3_u-80663_b-2025.html">Half brother and sister intimate relationship</a></div><div id="b_2025" style="display: none; padding: 5px 5px 2px 15px; font-size: 0.9em; border-bottom: 1px dotted #DDDDDD;">Hi, I&#039;m a new member and have registered in the hope of finding a better understanding and hopefully some peace regarding my intimate relationship with my half sister.<br /><br />I was adopted at birth and met my biological mother and two half sisters 6 years ago (I was 38 at the time).  My two half sisters (the eldest was 28 and the youngest was 25) (and no-one else) never knew of my existence.  After my mother disclosed and discussed my &quot;re-appearance&quot; with them, we met for the first time in 2006.  From the very first moment, there was a very special bond between my eldest half sister and me.  Although I dearly love my youngest half sister and we have a great relationship, which is very supportive and loving, we do not have a physical attraction to each other and we do not share the same level of emotional &quot;understanding&quot; that I share with my eldest half sister.<br /><br />From the first moment on, my eldest half sister and I shared an amazing bond.  I live in a different country to them (my mother and two half sisters), but each time we get to see each other, we have an ability to enter each other&#039;s souls in an instant, as if we have never been apart.  The &quot;connection&quot; between us has always contained an element of physical attraction, but we never acted on it, nor discussed it.  In each other&#039;s presence, we were however always stunned by the fact that no-one else picked up on it, since it always felt (and still does) like it was almost &quot;tangible&quot;.<br /><br />In 2008, our relationship became sexual and on each trip since then, we have enjoyed the most amazing intimate moments both she and I have ever experienced.  First and foremost, we are truly soul mates and we share an acceptance of each other, that neither of us have ever experienced anywhere else.  Our physical relationship is not our primary attraction, but flows from the amazing intimacy we share emotionally.  If it were possible and because of society&#039;s views regarding relationships like these, we&#039;d choose to exist as &quot;just&quot; half brother and sister, but we both understand that we&#039;d be lying to ourselves if we pretended this to be true.<br /><br />We are both Christians and love our churches and our communities.  I don&#039;t have a problem with our relationship in view of my relationship with God, but my sister does struggle with it from time to time.  We also understand the consequences (perhaps not fully) of our relationship, both in a community and in our family.<br /><br />We have not shared our relationship with anyone and my hope is to enter into meaningful discussion regarding our situation, so that I may better understand our options.  There is so much more to say, but this will do for a start.</div>');
		
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Obviously my name is not Bookof!! I’m intending to keep anonymity at least for now; that’s because I’m a bit ashamed of what I write! I did not even link it to my own personal Facebook profile, I preferred to create a different entity, and this is being applied onto all my self-owned social network profiles.  Besides, it’s in my constitutional rights to do so and if anybody’s got a problem with that, well…. Door’s open, please go !!<br /><br />So what is book of wild thoughts all about, I can hear you mumbling… As said above, this book is all about me and my personality and how I’m intending, with the help of all my readers, to achieve in linking them harmoniously.   There are other areas I’m looking forward to improve as well: my own English writing style, some books and stories I wanted to publish.  So this website is all about gathering enough courage in me to really do what I always wanted <img src="https://www.psychforums.com/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" title="Smile" /> !!<br /><br />I’ll probably add some more text in the future for that’s all I feel like writing at the moment; my wife’s nearly finished with cooking dinner and it’s about time to wrap the napkin around the closet, oops sorry! I meant around the neck;<br /><br />Just to let you know how it took me days before I started to lay my hands on my own personal blog, I even threw up out of eating whatever came in, I think it’s the stress LOL ! I don’t know why such a reaction would occur to me, maybe I got too lazy to start working on it… So you can guess by now, or I can already hear you screaming, “How am I supposed to know that?? Ain’t you old enough to know it (oh, btw, how rude of me, I’m male, thirties, and married. Where were my manners!?) yourself why are you asking me??”<br /><br />So here we go: my answer is exactly your question, I don’t know myself enough and this has caused me (and is still causing me) tremendous trouble in whatever I do, whoever I lived with, in all what you can think of! This lack of personality, of self-esteem has brought me to where I am at present, a lousy web developer after 10 years in the field and writing this blog! Of course, I managed to get a nice girl to fall in love with, a little plot of land I managed to get on a good opportunity, but ‘all’ this achievement (LOL) seems so small as compared to the $#%^ I brought to my family, my wife and luckily no kids so far! Imagine the disaster, for my wife: 2 stubborn kids in the house!<br /><br />So many of my friends have excelled in the field, they took courage, had the balls still have, and grabbed life with firm hands to build their dreams and be happy with their life now.  It would have sounded so selfish if I had ended this sentence with “except me”!! I have a great family, wonderful parents whom I never blame for where I’m standing now, a wonderful wife who has accepted to bear me for three years now and a nice work atmosphere, what more could I want? What more would a man need to start flying on his own ship and start his business ‘happily ever after’ ??<br /><br />So all these lines of thought, these wild thoughts (I’ve got more, don’t worry!!) have led me to share my life and my own thoughts into a small book which I’ll update online of course, from time to time.  I’ll be pretty close with it, since I’m intending to use it anywhere I’ll be, using my mobile phone; yes, even when I’m taking a $#%^ !<br /><br />That’s because it’s better to be writing something than doing anything else #######5, how about that !?<br /><br />Thanks for reading my article down to here and hope I can get to read your comments very soon!</div>');
		
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		document.write('<div style="font-size: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 5px;"><a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if(document.getElementById(\'b_3977\').style.display == \'none\'){document.getElementById(\'b_3977\').style.display=\'block\';}else{document.getElementById(\'b_3977\').style.display=\'none\';}if(this.style.background.search(\'https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif\') != -1){this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}else{this.style.background = \'url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/min_dark_blue.gif)\'; this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';}" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 12px\';" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundPosition = \'0px 0px\';" style="margin: 5px 3px 0 3px; float: left; background-image: url(https://www.psychforums.com/styles/prosilver/theme/images/blog/max_dark_blue.gif); background-position: 0px, 0px; width: 12px; height: 12px;" /><a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/be_more_%CA%B9social%CA%B9_they_tell_me%C7%83_c-3_u-123057_b-3977.html">Be more 'social' they tell me!</a></div><div id="b_3977" style="display: none; padding: 5px 5px 2px 15px; font-size: 0.9em; border-bottom: 1px dotted #DDDDDD;">Until recently, I never viewed my introversion as much of problem.  I was told at work that I &quot;need to be more social&quot;. This really struck a cord with me because I never thought that as I began my adult life my introversion may limit my success . So I decided to start this blog and chronicle my journey of becoming &#039;more social&#039;. <br /><br />Why are you so quiet? He must me hiding something...<br /><br />Now this is easier said than done of course. My whole life people have been telling me, &#039;you&#039;re so quiet&#039;,  &#039;you should talk more&#039; or my new favorite &#039;be more social&#039;. It&#039;s gotten to the point where some people feel uncomfortable around me because I&#039;m so quiet. What is it that makes them so uncomfortable? Is it that my behavior or lack there of, is so unusual they just can&#039;t stand it? Is it that I&#039;m some psycho who&#039;s going to snap at any moment? Is it the natural human tendency to be afraid of someone who&#039;s not like you? Not my problem right? They should be more understanding. Well unfortunately in a world of extroverts it is my problem. As much as I would love to live in a world where everyone accepts each other the way they are, that&#039;s just not reality. It&#039;s an extroverts world and if I&#039;m going to thrive and not just survive, I&#039;ve got to get to work and figure something out. So I&#039;m going to be more &#039;social&#039;. I&#039;m not sure what that will look like, but in the following months, if not years, I will try and look deeper into the complex relationship that introverts and extroverts have and attempt different strategies for becoming more &#039;social&#039;.  <br /><br />Why is it that quiet people make others feel uncomfortable?<br /><br />Please share your thoughts.</div>');
		
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