after another night of aimless web surfing, looking for inspiration, and reality, looking for heart deep contentment...or perhaps it is just pure romanticism that I seek...sleep evades my eyelids, my mind, my body....it is in the early dawn hours again and before I give up my chance at a night's sleep I commit these words to permanence....is there anyone else still awake, invisible, and yearning?

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

getting over it

it is rumored that it takes half as long as you have dated to get over your ex. So that would mean i still have a year and 5 months to go before I am officially over my last train wreck.

will it take that long, will it be sudden, will it be really over?

I was happy for the last month. or maybe just too busy. I thought i was over it...

I definitely had some resemblance of confidence back, I feel sexy in my own skin for once without worrying about judgement, I remember again that I deserve love, and that I am going to find the real thing...

but today under all my stress, my responsibilities, my obsessions, i broke down and cried. I was angry that i could not emotionally hold myself together and I wanted to phone him. Because only he really understood my insecurities; my darkest fears that I will not be able to make it through all my stress and gracefully execute all my projects.

But i didn't. I went to sleep. I ate a lot of green frosted cake and I am up at 2:48 still working on my essay.

I didn't call him. and i think i am a little proud of myself for being able to handle myself, by myself, for myself.

maybe this means I am moving on...because I want to, because I can, because I don't need him anymore.

But will the thought of his supportive arms still pop into my head at times of need...maybe for the next year and 5 months, maybe longer, maybe shorter....?

I am sure proud that I am for the first time in my life learning to be a support system for myself. I might never not want a man to be my support system but at least I know now that I don't have to have one. I can do it! I can do it! can I do it?

missing being loved, held and protected......at least for today......