I was doing well today up until I listened to my sister's voicemail letting me know that Mom is having surgery on Friday, and that everyone back home feels like I'm avoiding/mad at them. You know what one of the top five things that destroy me is? Being told I'm hurting the people I love. I haven't known exactly how to explain the level of bad I've
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Tomorrow is the 1-year anniversary of the first time we spent time together, saw each other, and I will always remember how very "seen" I felt by you. Seen like that Marina Abramovic video, which still tears me up to this day. Some days being such a "feeler" feels like my downfall. It gets in the way of me letting go easily... moving on easily...
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i am missing people today; or maybe just... people are missing from me today. it feels almost like a post-surgical ache, an emptiness, phantom pains from all of the: living and dead family, both by blood and by love friends, old and new [almost and] ex-love(r)s, who either walked or ran away full-tilt versions of myself that don't exist any longer
there are these little things you let slip that just break my heart. and i so want to be a source of solace, of comfort, but i wonder if i'm actually making it worse for you.
last night was lovely, and yet, i feel off today. fragile, soft and weak, exposed. a walking, talking, breathing open wound. is this just who i am now?
it's a physical relief knowing i've moved on from him, the previous 'you,' and now there's a new 'you' for what i write. and some days i wonder, if you realize how-very-yours i'm willing to be
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