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Myst: Hey little lady! Wow-You have major stuff going on and stuff you are realizing, thanks for sharing this blog- its brave of you, I know if i did one I would be so blatant it would hurt people lol -lots going on here too- sucky trapped stuff tho- glad you are free and can maybe see through alot of what you are going through--I assume you may be talking about F=7 1/2 years? damn- maybe some time and space and healing and yeah-- not to hope just things can move like that and healing is necessary. Lo
Pixie: Hey girl! Glad you joined! Unfortuantly, seems that the site is having probs right now- Ive tried to comment like 10 times and it hasn't gone through. grrr... congrats about NAU! Oh and I totally know what you mean about losses this past week. Ive suffered my own. I'm sorry to hear that. I'll talk to you soon. Love ya

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Feb 6 '09

5:18 PM

A Sad, Happy Day

  • Mood: isolated
  • Music: QOTSA "I'm gonna leave you"
I knew I wanted to create this thing, because I had lots to say and nowhere to really say it...but now, I can't think of what to write.  Lame, indeed. 

Maybe I'll start with saying that all of my songs are annoying me.  They are not hitting the spot, quenching the thirst.  Music helps, it's theurapeutic, but right now I can't listen to anything.  Except QOTSA.......perhaps because a lot of their music has angry undertones (or outright anger). 

Though, I'm not angry.  I feel sad, I feel a loss.  Two important losses this week.  One; my best friend for the past 7 1/2 years.........oh yes, let's delve.

He doesn't want to see me anymore, like at all.  Not in his life.  Completely out of it.  This is hard for me, yet I know it's harder for him to even be around me.  I am selfish for wanting to keep a level of closeness that needs to be dissolved--he's told me as much so many times, I can't count.  It still hurts.  A big part of my life was stripped away, and although it was my doing, it doesn't hurt any less because it was my doing.  For many years, he was my existence.

Two; the most recent...  We tried a reconciliation and I truly thought it was successful (or at least, a successful start) and he gave me the impression he did too.  Problem was, he didn't really think that.  There's too much doubt in his mind about me and while I have my own doubts, I've kept them at bay because I know that sometimes beautiful things will grow with time between two people.  I understand this.  I don't think he does........or even wants to.  It hurt like hell, but I must strip his presence from my life as well to get over him and what could have been.  One day, far in the future, friendship may be an option, but I must get over him first and that'll be awhile.

Apart from my losses, and my transition to a new life, I have many stresses.  I can't bear (or bore, whoever you are) to list them all.  It's inconsequential.  I'll deal with them I hope....this whole loss thing brings new beginnings and hopefully one of them will be a more responsible, careful, and in control Erin.  Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be too much of those things   I have to keep a balance!

You cannot be renewed without shedding some skin first.  This is what I have to do.  Some part of me knows it's destined to be, and lessons, lessons, lessons...lessons learned, trite but true, I am learning about you.  You being the me. 

Part of my renewal stems from my wonderful news today!  I have been accepted to NAU!  Now I am accomplishing things.  One degree down, one prospective admission goal attained; I feel proud.  Not to be snobby or bragging, but I have played by their rules, I have put in my time (and I intend on putting in much, much more) and now I'm reaping some minor rewards.  Northern Arizona University is basically my ticket into Tufts (assuming, of course, I get perfect grades).  My life is moving in a direction and while at any moment it can be taken away without warning, I feel I've guided myself in this direction.  Knowingly, purposefully.  It feels damned good.

Bittersweet doesn't even begin to describe it.  The depth of my emotions over the last 48 hours are barely perceivable even to me -- a blog just doesn't do it justice but I've at least scraped the surface. 

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