The trick
11:11 PM
3/7/2010
The trick is not to get too attached. This will destroy him, but if you are hurt it is simply because this hurts your ego, because you did something hurtful, which YOU admit is hurtful, and thus there can be no misunderstanding. Everything is crystal clear, distilled in a vise of logic.
The trick is to prepare yourself for the inevitable. You have been preparing for this since day one, telling yourself that things are too good to be true, that there must always be a catch. This is merely the culmination of a logical, rigidly defined sequence of events, which can be enumerated, thus ignored. Thus you can easily detach yourself from it. This is the catch. You are no longer bound by petty feelings which shackle you and tell you that you are not worth anything, you are not worth his love. You can easily brush off those feelings.
The trick is in believing wholeheartedly that there is always a solution to every problem when you are still together, and when you are no longer together, believing wholeheartedly that you were never meant to be.
The trick is to love yourself, to protect yourself, above all. The admission that everything is finite, everything has an end, will prepare you for that final confrontation, where you will be thinking not with your heart, with your gut or with your penis, but with your head. Rationality will always save the day.
The trick is to remain indifferent, to be relentless, to be heartless. To be numb. To become your own devil's advocate, to see yourself as others see you, and thus to be totally callous with regards to the fate of your relationship. Remember all your troubles started once you lost control of your temper, posted words that didn't really mean anything, because, for a moment, you were weak. For a moment, you gave in to the temptation to lash out. For a moment, your id prevailed over your ego. But the admission of this momentary weakness protects you from making hasty generalizations, from hating - either yourself or him for despising you for it. Circumstances, circumstances. Everything is simply circumstances.
The trick is not to fall. Or in the unfortunate event that you do, know that a cold equation still prevails, that of universal gravitation, to the tune of nine-point-eight meters-per-second-squared.
3/7/2010
The trick is not to get too attached. This will destroy him, but if you are hurt it is simply because this hurts your ego, because you did something hurtful, which YOU admit is hurtful, and thus there can be no misunderstanding. Everything is crystal clear, distilled in a vise of logic.
The trick is to prepare yourself for the inevitable. You have been preparing for this since day one, telling yourself that things are too good to be true, that there must always be a catch. This is merely the culmination of a logical, rigidly defined sequence of events, which can be enumerated, thus ignored. Thus you can easily detach yourself from it. This is the catch. You are no longer bound by petty feelings which shackle you and tell you that you are not worth anything, you are not worth his love. You can easily brush off those feelings.
The trick is in believing wholeheartedly that there is always a solution to every problem when you are still together, and when you are no longer together, believing wholeheartedly that you were never meant to be.
The trick is to love yourself, to protect yourself, above all. The admission that everything is finite, everything has an end, will prepare you for that final confrontation, where you will be thinking not with your heart, with your gut or with your penis, but with your head. Rationality will always save the day.
The trick is to remain indifferent, to be relentless, to be heartless. To be numb. To become your own devil's advocate, to see yourself as others see you, and thus to be totally callous with regards to the fate of your relationship. Remember all your troubles started once you lost control of your temper, posted words that didn't really mean anything, because, for a moment, you were weak. For a moment, you gave in to the temptation to lash out. For a moment, your id prevailed over your ego. But the admission of this momentary weakness protects you from making hasty generalizations, from hating - either yourself or him for despising you for it. Circumstances, circumstances. Everything is simply circumstances.
The trick is not to fall. Or in the unfortunate event that you do, know that a cold equation still prevails, that of universal gravitation, to the tune of nine-point-eight meters-per-second-squared.