The conversation started okay — we were making fun of horoscopes, tarot cards, psychics, etc. Then I made a mistake— I told him that just because those were fake didn't mean magic couldn't exist.
He's an open-minded dude, so I took his silence as encouragement. I told him how researching and testing proposed supernatural beliefs is a big hobby of mine. Like how in college, I took some funding as VP of the Poker Club to pay test subjects to recreate the CIA remote viewing experiments (a la Project Stargate), using modern methods for preventing information loss. Sadly, the results weren't significant. As a result, I don't believe in remote viewing.
He seemed to take it well? Everything was fine until yesterday. We were planning for our summer trip to Spain, and I asked him if we could go mining for specific materials. I needed them for my recent foray into alchemy (specifically Philalethes).
He BLEW up. He basically ranted for twenty minutes about how childish and “loony” I was. Honestly… it was humiliating. And I really liked him, too.
This can NOT happen to me again. Do I just lie to all my future boyfriends?? Keep this a secret??
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It is a good thing that he blew up and called her an r-slur and no she should not lie to her future boyfriends because she should stop believing r-slurred things in the first place
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