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Here is a place just for me to share my thoughts with those who take the time to read them. I find that I often feel the urge to speak when the right is not mine. Let this be my outlet. Let this be my way to purge my thoughts without forcing others to deal with them.
I make no promises as to the content of these pages. Hopefully they might just give people something to think about.
11 July 2005: Dammit! I've had the worst trouble sleeping lately. It could be any number of things. Maybe it's stress? I do have $1240 in bills to pay this month. Maybe it's questions from my past that remain unanswered? Some of them go back YEARS! I made the mistake of looking at old pictures and suddenly felt that tiny twinge of sadness. Where have people gone too over the years? I have never been able to understand how people can just walk away so easily. No explanation. No good bye. That has created a lot of fear in me. My best friend in high school left very unexpectedly. I kind of understand. I was stupid then. (And a stalker. I didn't know it at the time... I thought being around that often was what people did when they cared about each other.) Then I made the mistake of falling in love with my best friend in college. The pity of it is, I still love him. Those feelings will never go away. But I've learned to accept the fact that he and I most likely will not get back together. It's all up to him... and I doubt he'll ever be willing to give things a chance. But I do want us to be friends again. He was my BEST friend. The one person who understood my insanity and respected my opinions. He knew me better than I knew myself, and we were always there to support each other when no one else gave a shit about our lives. That kind of true friendship is hard to come by. I hear a lot about what his life is like (from people who know him), and it makes me feel awful. I wish I could be there for him to talk to. I wish I could go back to being the friend to him that I used to be. I think that is truly what keeps me up at night. The guilt of failing to be a friend to someone who was such an important friend to me.
25 June 2005: I had a fabulous day. I decided to go for a long walk. I went down to the Connecticut River and climbed out onto a tree over the water. I walked across a bridge and found the place I plan to climb off the bridge from. I sat around and did some thinking. I love where I am. I love this area and I have a lot of excitement about my future. I tried to lose some of the past. That was unsuccessful. Some things will never go away. I'm in a new world... a new life. Many things have followed me here in my heart, but those things won't change no matter where I am. |
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