o great wise one: no, you are not qualified to offer love advice. however, you've got a few things here. yes, my life is entirely made up by my poor crazy mind. life is very cerebral -- probably more so than physical. and that's the danger. my mind is my own worst enemy.
i have also noticed, though, that the old cliche (and i hate this, because cliches are one of my biggest pet peeves) -- time heals -- actually works. one of the best/worst (bittersweetest) events in the novel of my life has, in fact, become a mere memory, as you said, and in all my hours of therapy i have reflected on it and noticed things i didn't when i was in the thick of it. in retrospect, i've gained something else entirely. the main thing, though, is that what was once the shakespearian tragedy i thought i would never see resolved has become a chapter, and a significant turning point in the plot, with its own version of closure.
i do appreciate your taking interest in my neurotic little problems and caring enough to offer interpretation. these are the times when i especially wish you were still here.
i have also noticed, though, that the old cliche (and i hate this, because cliches are one of my biggest pet peeves) -- time heals -- actually works. one of the best/worst (bittersweetest) events in the novel of my life has, in fact, become a mere memory, as you said, and in all my hours of therapy i have reflected on it and noticed things i didn't when i was in the thick of it. in retrospect, i've gained something else entirely. the main thing, though, is that what was once the shakespearian tragedy i thought i would never see resolved has become a chapter, and a significant turning point in the plot, with its own version of closure.
i do appreciate your taking interest in my neurotic little problems and caring enough to offer interpretation. these are the times when i especially wish you were still here.
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