mojo
07-24-2004, 01:20 AM
this has been on my mind for a while. maybe lately more than before. well, initially it was...then it went away a little...but now...
ok, i should get to the point.
there was a time in my life when i was getting a divorce when i felt like i really had nothing. that was about the time i started posting here, so some will remember. anyhow, i felt like i had nothing. like, absolutely nothing. so i did what any red-blooded american would do: i covered it up with dirt. ok, maybe other red-blooded americans would face the facts head-on and just take things as they were. but no, not this one. maybe my blood is blue?
maybe i wasn't as strong as the next person, and maybe i didn't handle things well. i know i had a shorter fuse than usual at that time. and there's no excuse for it really. sure, i was getting a divorce and stuff was bad and whatever, but some people didn't deserve the bad end of me.
but that's not where i'm going with this.
the thing is, made something more than it was irl. i talked up a great deal about a certain person because i didn't have anyone to run to or anyone to feel like they thought i was worthwhile. at least in a romantic way. i was frantic.
truth is, i talked a lot about "the princess" and how things were great with her, when really she wasn't any more than a friend. she was a girl that said nice things about me at a time when i thought i wanted that, but that didn't have more involvement with me than a platonic friend would have. i presented her to my g|a friends as a girlfriend, or a girlfriend-like figure, when she wasn't interested. it was a lie.
but moreover, it was a lie to myself. i wanted to think it was true. and although i knew it wasn't, i could almost believe it was.
anyhow, i am sorry for misleading anyone that way.
ok, i should get to the point.
there was a time in my life when i was getting a divorce when i felt like i really had nothing. that was about the time i started posting here, so some will remember. anyhow, i felt like i had nothing. like, absolutely nothing. so i did what any red-blooded american would do: i covered it up with dirt. ok, maybe other red-blooded americans would face the facts head-on and just take things as they were. but no, not this one. maybe my blood is blue?
maybe i wasn't as strong as the next person, and maybe i didn't handle things well. i know i had a shorter fuse than usual at that time. and there's no excuse for it really. sure, i was getting a divorce and stuff was bad and whatever, but some people didn't deserve the bad end of me.
but that's not where i'm going with this.
the thing is, made something more than it was irl. i talked up a great deal about a certain person because i didn't have anyone to run to or anyone to feel like they thought i was worthwhile. at least in a romantic way. i was frantic.
truth is, i talked a lot about "the princess" and how things were great with her, when really she wasn't any more than a friend. she was a girl that said nice things about me at a time when i thought i wanted that, but that didn't have more involvement with me than a platonic friend would have. i presented her to my g|a friends as a girlfriend, or a girlfriend-like figure, when she wasn't interested. it was a lie.
but moreover, it was a lie to myself. i wanted to think it was true. and although i knew it wasn't, i could almost believe it was.
anyhow, i am sorry for misleading anyone that way.