When you think that your mad, stop for a second and see what you're really mad at. For me, I was mad at a person following some news, but it turns out I wasn't really mad at him, I was mad at myself. It only took me a night of margaritas with the girls to understand that.
How do I explain without fully explaining? Hmm... I suppose I could start off by simply saying "so there's this guy..." Isn't that the way every story starts? This truly was a guy, a guy that was different.
I came out of a really harsh relationship in 2007, which I'm still dealing with due to the fact I have a child with that ex, but anyway I was not up for dating to say the least. I tried dating once in 2008, but long story short my ex ruined it. After all of this, to put it nicely, I had gained (and well earned) the nick name "man hater."
After Jack (2008), I decided I was done, over with dating and I could live with just finishing up school, moving, starting my career & raising my daughter the best that I can. That was working out well until I met a friend, who apparently I was bitchy to at first...after all I was the "man hater." lol
Anyways, I couldn't figure out this friend, but I didn't care that much. I had fun, I was happy again, and life seemed to look up.
Now, here's the new lesson I learned: Don't ever assume anything! No answers had ever actually been said, just assumptions made only on spoken words, actions, looks, and feelings. Even my friends thought the same, but after 17 months of unanswered questions, I finally had to ask. The answer was not as I had thought. It seems that I was sadly wrong, all of it was wrong.... all it was was simply friendship. I don't mean to make it sound so depressing, friendship is good just I guess I maybe I wanted more..... or maybe I don't know what I want.
But for the record easier is not always better.
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