Showing posts with label Knowing Your Worth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Knowing Your Worth. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

"Ow" -"Stop Poking It"..."Ow" -"Stop Poking It"..."Ow" -"Stop Poking It"...


Jun. 1st, 2009 at 3:19 AM

You really broke my heart. I feel totally out of control. I know what I should want. I know how I should behave. I know how I should feel and what is logical. I know what I would tell someone else in my situation. I also know from a strategy point, what is the best course of action. But I cannot stop myself. I just can't. Even with medication, I can't. I wish I had more control over myself. I wish I could stop and just be good to myself. I just feel inexplicably drawn to you. Where ever you are is where I want to be. I love you. I want you by my side every night. I want to share everything wonderful with you and love you deeply forever. I want to feel what it is like to be included and held by you. To have you be good to me. But that just isn't going to happen. Or rather, it isn't going to happen in a reliable and consistent way. There will always be some sort of painful pulling back of you from me. There will always be the mean-spirited child inside of you that doesn't want to invite me to your birthday party but does want me to invite you to mine. Or the selfish child that just want his way all of the time, with no regard for the feelings or lives of others. I cannot win in this situation. To continue on would be tantamount to me electing to live a life of pain and sorrow. To put myself through vouluntary pain. And I (with the exception of you) am no wrist-cutter. I need to end this exception. It is very bad for me. I have honestly used you as a distraction from the pain of losing my mother to her illness. Only a more vicious and shocking pain could compete with her loss. I've thought long and hard about it, and that is the only logical reason that I can find, as to why I would keep loving you and keep you around in my life after all that you have done to me. -You have served a purpose. But it is so bad for me. It is killing my spirit every day that I continue on this way. And I am poisoning my ideas of what love really is and feels like. Before you, I had never known the pain of a broken-heart. I was unafraid and loved freely, deeply, and without restraint. And you basked in that love. You soaked it in and felt adored. But unlike me, you were not able to love like that. Your love was filled with pain, and fear. Scorekeeping and grudge-matches. Your kind of love was all about evening the score and punishing those that you felt had wronged you. You were selfish and cruel with me. Unfair, and deeply hurtful. I have learned all about untrustworthines, and deciet from you. I have learned about holding back the good stuff, and how some people can sadistically trickle out just enough love for their partner to subsist and stay, but never feel drenched in it. Never feel completely content and safe in that love. And yet, I still adore you. Worship at your temple. Want you so badly that my heart aches. I have to stop myself. I'm going to process this out of my system. Weather I like it or not. I have to find a way to fall out of love with you. I miss you so much. And you never responded to my letters like you said you would. When we spoke in person, you still said you were planning on it, but it's been a month now. You responded that you didn't put a date on it. And my heart broke again at your callousness. You are so sadistic and hurful. Anything that you can do to keep drawing out the pain, is what you do. And I have to just say no. I realize now, that I will never be loved by you the way that I want to be loved. The way that I deserve to be treated. I will also never get the closure I seek from you. Because as long as you have the power, you will not let me have closure. You will keep me drawn in as your adoring fan. As your constant soft place to land. As your love when you need it. Basically as the ego boost/back up plan. But I do not want to be anyone's emergency back up plan. I want to be first. I want to be chosen. I want someone who wants me in their life so much that they would do anything to make sure that I felt loved, supported, appreciated, and secure. I want someone who is my friend and partner. Who is honest and trustworthy. Who is forgiving and focuses more on what is trying to be conveyed and the heart of the matter instead of the minute details of technicalities and "no, no, no, you said this!" I want someone who cares about my feelings deeply and in a way where his actions demonstrate that care and love. Who doesn't do things like cheat on me, steal, and lie. Someone who maybe even had a happy childhood, and perhaps even loves his mama. That would be nice. I want someone who doesn't yell all of the time. Who listens to me. Who doesn't push me so far that I finally crack and scream out what I've been holding in and trying to quash with forgiveness, patience, compassion, and endless second-chances. I don't usually scream. I don't actually lose my cool *that much*. But with you, it's a whole other story. I find myself regularly feeling livid. Feeling like shit. Feeling so much pain that I feel the tears welling up and wishing that a broken heart could just kill me. To be out of pain. To find peace. I wish so many things in such divergent directions. I wish I was with you right now, being loved by you and held by you. Holding you in return. I want you here with me. I also wish I had never met you. Never loved you. Never felt such unspeakable lows and disgrace as I have felt with you. I hate myself for not being able to switch it off.
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The Road From Point A To Point B

May 13th, 2009; 10:12 PM

Current mood:discontent
I won't do it. Will I? I will. Too bad. When will I learn? When will I act with some modest ammount of dignity and self-restraint? When will I say, enough is enough? How do I get myself to the place where I feel like I am winning in this situation and not just the biggest loser in the world, abandoned, and alone, riddiculed, and cast off with joy and anger? How do I change the way I am feeling and looking at this? How do I feel like I have all the power? How do I know my worth? How do I transform this experience into something wonderful for me instead of the biggest defeat and heartache imaginable? And how do I get over my hurt, sadness, and bitterness? I don't want to hate or be mean. I just want to be happy and loved. So how do I get there?

Why

May 8th, 2009; 6:49 PM
I could cry...but I've been down this road before. And although I am strangely surprised each time at some things (that I shouldn't be surprised about by now), some of this seems all too familiar. I may cry later. but for right now, I feel a strange calm. I am pretty sure I know where this is going. I could of course be wrong. But I can guess a few things. I might not know *when* they are going to happen...but I am pretty sure that they are at some point going to happen. I'm pretty sure that you are using Alison right now, for comfort, sex, and to take care of you while you are injured. In a more complex way you are using her also: to inflict pain on me (to teach me a lesson -or at least that's how you would see it.). I bet you are also using her because she makes you feel good about yourself. Not because she is so nice. But more because even in your low state, she is someone that you can feel superior to. You can hold her with disdain and disaproval. You can tell yourself that you are better than -her/ smarter than her/ and going somewhere with your life -unlike her.  I would bet that she probably drinks, wich will make it more comfortable for you to drink. I would bet that at some point in the nearish future (say the next 3 or 4 months) that you and she will part ways. I might be wrong. She may be the future Mrs. Bourque Bolin Queen? I don't know if you will get that job or not, but I would bet that even if you do, that there will be problems with work. If you don't get it, then you and Alison will break up sooner rather than later, and you will come home. If that happens, I might get a call from you. Maybe. Who knows? I doubt that you will ever pay me back the money that you owe me, or ever reciprocate any of the nice things that I have done for you. Knowing that, I should take this time to contemplate my response to all of this. What do I want to do? What do I think would be a good choice for me? How does one respond to this?

A part of me feels like telling everyone what happened. Just getting it out in the open, so that I will consciously use my peers pressure to my advantage. If I keep it all quiet, and do not discuss it, the benefits are that I am not talked about or judged, and if by chance I decide to forgive you/date you/sleep with you/or just be your friend, there will be room for that with ease because my friends and peers will not treat you poorly, or think badly of you for how you have treated me. And I'll be honest...a really big part of me wants to do this. But another part of me says GOD DAMN IT GIRL! AT SOME POINT YOU HAVE TO STAND UP FOR YOURSELF AND TREAT YOURSELF LIKE YOU HAVE SOME WORTH! I want to tell you that I am only getting out of this thing one last time. And this is it. Once I'm out, I'm never going back. I don't even want to be friends. I never want to see you again. You are not worthy. And I don't wish you well. But to say something like that, and then to go back on my word, would damage my credebility. I should not say it unless I am completely committed to severing all ties. And I'm not. I never really have been. I should be. If I had a grilfriend who was going through this, and I was hired as her personal life coach, I would have her clearly, and compassionately say goodbye to that guy. -IN A LETTER. There would be no personal contact needed ever again.