Kaielen
11-13-03, 09:10 AM
Hmm...where to begin. Let me start by saying this will be a "stream of conciousness" rant, so don't look for any organization or structure.
Most of us have been there. A place in our life when we're just not sure. We live, we learn. Whether or not we learn FAST enough is the key. When is it too late? When do we realize we've allowed our regrets to get in the way of something we should have wanted all along?
There's a girl that I've known and dated for about 6 months now. She was my...rebound...so to speak.
I was engaged for 4 years. She and I bought a house together, had two cars, and a cat. We shared good times and hardships. I wanted to get married, she wanted to run off with some other guy.
Strange how that works, eh?
Anyway...when is enough enough? When do we step back, look in the mirror, and say, "I'm going to let this go."?
This experience now dictates my entire life. I think about it when I wake up in the morning, when I get into the shower for work, when I get dressed, look in the mirror and think, "What was wrong with me?", and even when I meet another woman.
This woman I have dated off and on. Do I really not love her? I know she dated someone else already since we "officially" broke up. Gave him a goodnight kiss too. Does it bother me? I'd be a stinking liar if I said no. Yet...at the same time I don't want to have to deal with her.
I'm selling my house now. I've finally succumed to the knowledge that I can't make it by myself with such a money sponge. I have nicknamed my house the Dream Eater. It seems that everything went downhill after I moved into the giant wooden, plaster, and metal bastard. I still have my cat and my convertible...but for the most part, I am alone.
I feel alone even when I'm snuggled up next to someone with whom I share the phrases "I love you" and "I love you, too" I feel alone with my friends. I feel alone when I'm with my family. Worst of all...I feel alone even when I'm doing the things I used to enjoy. An escape into a fantasy world where I'm a soldier or a rogue or a brave knight? Groovy game...but no matter what it is only a game, and I don't have the ability to escape from reality through make believe. Unfortunately I'm not 5 years old anymore.
So, the main question someone has to ask themselves is, "How do I know I'm in love?"
The answer? Damned if I know.
I've only been able to come up with one thing. You forgive. So...in paradox...if I love the one who hurt me, then I should be able to forgive her. Right? Then why can't I? Did I ever REALLY love her, or did I just really like having her around when she didn't annoy the hell out of me? Have I fallen out of love with her and allowed that "love" to be replaced with resentment and hatred?
What about this girl right now? Do I chase after her and take the risk to keep hurting her feelings by stringing her along like was once done to me, giving her a slim chance that I REALLY am in love with her? What if when I FINALLY do let this thing go...I realize that I was so blinded by resentment and regret that I missed out on the girl of my dreams.
She's not Maxim material. She'll never be in a Playboy. To be brutally honest, she'll never be in a bikini either. There's just something about her, though. Am I just being a coward? Not wanting to let go of the crutch of the rebound just so that I'm not completely alone?
Where's MY @#%$ unicorn, eh? The one I'm supposed to go all romantic and fall in love with? Is it all @#%$? Is there any woman who could ever drive this rage from my head and heart? I hate more and more every day and it is a horrible thing. I used to love feeling happy. Now all I do is smoke, drink, eat junk food, and sleep. Occassionally go out with my friends and drink some more.
Don't give me that depression @#%$, either. I don't believe in Voodoo Witchdoctor magic, and I don't think that a little magic pill will make anything all better. Maybe it's worth a try? Perhaps. Christ, it would be good to know just where in the hell to start.
Where is my white stag? The one that will lead me from these dark woods?
Does anyone ever make it out? Is it a dooming cloud that will sit over the head of every single person that has ever gone through it until the day they die?
God, I hope not.
Most of us have been there. A place in our life when we're just not sure. We live, we learn. Whether or not we learn FAST enough is the key. When is it too late? When do we realize we've allowed our regrets to get in the way of something we should have wanted all along?
There's a girl that I've known and dated for about 6 months now. She was my...rebound...so to speak.
I was engaged for 4 years. She and I bought a house together, had two cars, and a cat. We shared good times and hardships. I wanted to get married, she wanted to run off with some other guy.
Strange how that works, eh?
Anyway...when is enough enough? When do we step back, look in the mirror, and say, "I'm going to let this go."?
This experience now dictates my entire life. I think about it when I wake up in the morning, when I get into the shower for work, when I get dressed, look in the mirror and think, "What was wrong with me?", and even when I meet another woman.
This woman I have dated off and on. Do I really not love her? I know she dated someone else already since we "officially" broke up. Gave him a goodnight kiss too. Does it bother me? I'd be a stinking liar if I said no. Yet...at the same time I don't want to have to deal with her.
I'm selling my house now. I've finally succumed to the knowledge that I can't make it by myself with such a money sponge. I have nicknamed my house the Dream Eater. It seems that everything went downhill after I moved into the giant wooden, plaster, and metal bastard. I still have my cat and my convertible...but for the most part, I am alone.
I feel alone even when I'm snuggled up next to someone with whom I share the phrases "I love you" and "I love you, too" I feel alone with my friends. I feel alone when I'm with my family. Worst of all...I feel alone even when I'm doing the things I used to enjoy. An escape into a fantasy world where I'm a soldier or a rogue or a brave knight? Groovy game...but no matter what it is only a game, and I don't have the ability to escape from reality through make believe. Unfortunately I'm not 5 years old anymore.
So, the main question someone has to ask themselves is, "How do I know I'm in love?"
The answer? Damned if I know.
I've only been able to come up with one thing. You forgive. So...in paradox...if I love the one who hurt me, then I should be able to forgive her. Right? Then why can't I? Did I ever REALLY love her, or did I just really like having her around when she didn't annoy the hell out of me? Have I fallen out of love with her and allowed that "love" to be replaced with resentment and hatred?
What about this girl right now? Do I chase after her and take the risk to keep hurting her feelings by stringing her along like was once done to me, giving her a slim chance that I REALLY am in love with her? What if when I FINALLY do let this thing go...I realize that I was so blinded by resentment and regret that I missed out on the girl of my dreams.
She's not Maxim material. She'll never be in a Playboy. To be brutally honest, she'll never be in a bikini either. There's just something about her, though. Am I just being a coward? Not wanting to let go of the crutch of the rebound just so that I'm not completely alone?
Where's MY @#%$ unicorn, eh? The one I'm supposed to go all romantic and fall in love with? Is it all @#%$? Is there any woman who could ever drive this rage from my head and heart? I hate more and more every day and it is a horrible thing. I used to love feeling happy. Now all I do is smoke, drink, eat junk food, and sleep. Occassionally go out with my friends and drink some more.
Don't give me that depression @#%$, either. I don't believe in Voodoo Witchdoctor magic, and I don't think that a little magic pill will make anything all better. Maybe it's worth a try? Perhaps. Christ, it would be good to know just where in the hell to start.
Where is my white stag? The one that will lead me from these dark woods?
Does anyone ever make it out? Is it a dooming cloud that will sit over the head of every single person that has ever gone through it until the day they die?
God, I hope not.