Figuring out Who you are
I don’t understand why some people out there can’t be alone. . . they have to have someone.
“I don’t want to die alone,” someone once told me. . .
My question to them “What are you going to do, take them with you when you die?”
I do live with my boyfriend, but there are times where I ask for time for myself. There are also times I just imagine what life would be like if I lived alone. I would have a pet cat, go to work, come home make a small meal, watch my favorite TV shows and listen to my favorite music. I would eat what I want, and I wouldn’t have to argue or ask anyone else, but myself. Being by yourself isn’t that bad. . . everyone makes it much worst than it is.
My father is engage to a younger woman, but at least is at least 10 years older than me. I am glad she makes him happy, but this isn’t even a year since his second divorce and what if she completely changes once they truly get married.
Is my father so scared to be alone with himself that he has to find someone that fast?
The time you have by yourself you realize who you really are and what you really want in life. Are people really afraid of facing who they are?
This one kid I know so obsessed and possessive over his girlfriend that I won’t be surprised if they don’t last a year. He is so afraid to lose her that he gets offensive when I joke around with her, and she is a very open free-spirit. I just know that if I say anything to her online that it will get distorted cause a fight between them and then I get sucked into his dramatic world. It’s just easier for everyone if I ignore them both.
He used to be a really cool, funny guy, but since he has a new girlfriend in his life he has been acting like a possessive jerk. I don’t know what I should do . . . just leave it alone and let him come back when they break up or deal with the jerk. He doesn’t handle the truth very well, neither does his girlfriend.
What I want is for him to pull the stick out of his ass. . . you are either meant to be together or you’re not so stopping being like a jerky leech and treating your friends like crap or ignoring them completely.
I’ll be honest I am jealous . . . not at his girlfriend . . . believe me I cannot like him like that. (Such a freaking momma’s boy) I’m jealous that he’ll try to small talk me to get to Tom. It’s like “Hey . . . how’s the weather? Is Tom home?” Please don’t beat around the bush, just say “I don’t want to talk to my female friends, because I am secretly afraid that my girlfriend is as insecure, clingy, and jealous as I am.” At least I know the truth. . . I then can tell him “fuck you” and get on with my life. Beside we both know that weather is cold, cloudy and has been raining off and on for the last 7 days. . . we only live about ten blocks from each other.
Am I the only one who thinks being alone is okay?