The healing begins.
Feeling physically better today. The lump in my throat feeling has mostly subsided and the nagging neck pain is growing less intense with the passing of time. The cold weather's helping, alongside what I believe to be the resolution of a conflict.
Basically, roommate for all intensive purposes, moved out. I grew lonely and incredibly depressed over this and shut him out, and he shut me out because I'd been shutting him out and, well, being a bitch.
The scenario has pretty much been that we've both done a spectacular job of indicating that we're both socially half-retarded. We've both had issues with one another and both opted for the walking-on-eggshells approach to handling it, where neither would bring up our beef with the other until it boiled to a lovely head, resulting in the mess of the last month. We've both done a terrible job of reading the other's mind and it's basically worked into several cases of him upsetting me, and me responding, and regardless of whether or not apologies were provided, both of us hanging on to it. It's all basically been akin to two clumsy stegosauruses (stegosauri?) accidentally bashing each other with our tails while spinning in retarded little circles.
From here, though, things will undoubtedly go up, we've both realized we didn't know each other from the start as well as we did, and sort of didn't expect the things we've seen. But now we will both make sure we address the problems rather than ignore them. I've apologized for my stupid behavior, and explained my motivations so as to indicate that my reactions were at least partially feasible, albeit a bit excessive at times. An apology is pretty big for me though, I feel accomplished for trying to take the steps to repair things, and I don't think we'll suffer any permanent damage out of this. If anything, I think it will improve things in the long run.
I do feel bad things went sour, but I'm glad attempts were made to fix it outside of ignore the problem till it goes away.
What a month.
Basically, roommate for all intensive purposes, moved out. I grew lonely and incredibly depressed over this and shut him out, and he shut me out because I'd been shutting him out and, well, being a bitch.
The scenario has pretty much been that we've both done a spectacular job of indicating that we're both socially half-retarded. We've both had issues with one another and both opted for the walking-on-eggshells approach to handling it, where neither would bring up our beef with the other until it boiled to a lovely head, resulting in the mess of the last month. We've both done a terrible job of reading the other's mind and it's basically worked into several cases of him upsetting me, and me responding, and regardless of whether or not apologies were provided, both of us hanging on to it. It's all basically been akin to two clumsy stegosauruses (stegosauri?) accidentally bashing each other with our tails while spinning in retarded little circles.
From here, though, things will undoubtedly go up, we've both realized we didn't know each other from the start as well as we did, and sort of didn't expect the things we've seen. But now we will both make sure we address the problems rather than ignore them. I've apologized for my stupid behavior, and explained my motivations so as to indicate that my reactions were at least partially feasible, albeit a bit excessive at times. An apology is pretty big for me though, I feel accomplished for trying to take the steps to repair things, and I don't think we'll suffer any permanent damage out of this. If anything, I think it will improve things in the long run.
I do feel bad things went sour, but I'm glad attempts were made to fix it outside of ignore the problem till it goes away.
What a month.