He called me yesterday, I didn't answer though, because I was busy on the other side of this little apartment at the Air Force Inn. Basically he ended up trying to call me, and then my folks and finally texting my dad to tell him that the management of our old apartment called him to tell him that a package had arrived for me there. I was already aware of the situation, but it made me sad inside. I think what I so want is to get a message of remorse, and apology, but that may never come. Still, despite the mundane nature of the message I find myself thinking that he's still a decent person, and I am probably still a decent person as well, but perhaps the trust on both sides is completely shattered beyond repair. For obvious reasons I can't and shouldn't ever be with someone as controlling and demanding as he was.
It was a bit of a grim day, at least at it's start yesterday. Despite the glory of a first blanket of snow yesterday the phone call and subsequent text message had me feeling introspective and emotional. Then to top it off I had to go furniture shopping with my folks which was quite mundane itself. I think there was something about riding in the back seat of their little car while listening to them bicker about one thing or another as I am silently pondering my emotional baggage in my head and looking out the window watching gray skies turn snow into sleet. To top things off the radio is on oldies music the whole time. I felt like the scene could have been something from 30 years ago in my youth, except for the snow. It made me feel small and alone inside. I pondered briefly on the possibility of making a video diary entry for myself, and wept just a little to myself. Neither of my folks noticed my tears, instead they just tried to draft me into assisting in their shopping endeavors and wanted to know if I was paying attention to them. Ugh
It's been so weird since the hurricane. Although I think it's probably the best this way, because I don't think he would have been up to changing himself by working on his issues, narcissists rarely want to improve themselves, because of their pride and delicate egos.
It was nice to get to know some of my relatives in Texas better. Now I'm with my folks in Delaware and I can't really understand what it is that they like do much about this place, but hey, at least it snows here.
I know I need to start working on myself again, but it's a little hard to do while we still haven't moved into the new house yet.
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Thanks.🙄
He called me yesterday, I didn't answer though, because I was busy on the other side of this little apartment at the Air Force Inn. Basically he ended up trying to call me, and then my folks and finally texting my dad to tell him that the management of our old apartment called him to tell him that a package had arrived for me there. I was already aware of the situation, but it made me sad inside. I think what I so want is to get a message of remorse, and apology, but that may never come. Still, despite the mundane nature of the message I find myself thinking that he's still a decent person, and I am probably still a decent person as well, but perhaps the trust on both sides is completely shattered beyond repair. For obvious reasons I can't and shouldn't ever be with someone as controlling and demanding as he was.
It was a bit of a grim day, at least at it's start yesterday. Despite the glory of a first blanket of snow yesterday the phone call and subsequent text message had me feeling introspective and emotional. Then to top it off I had to go furniture shopping with my folks which was quite mundane itself. I think there was something about riding in the back seat of their little car while listening to them bicker about one thing or another as I am silently pondering my emotional baggage in my head and looking out the window watching gray skies turn snow into sleet. To top things off the radio is on oldies music the whole time. I felt like the scene could have been something from 30 years ago in my youth, except for the snow. It made me feel small and alone inside. I pondered briefly on the possibility of making a video diary entry for myself, and wept just a little to myself. Neither of my folks noticed my tears, instead they just tried to draft me into assisting in their shopping endeavors and wanted to know if I was paying attention to them. Ugh
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((Cyber hugs)) always here to listen. Its a long ass process but I see u healing Rose.
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*((HUGS))* to you too!
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Thanks again.
It's been so weird since the hurricane. Although I think it's probably the best this way, because I don't think he would have been up to changing himself by working on his issues, narcissists rarely want to improve themselves, because of their pride and delicate egos.
It was nice to get to know some of my relatives in Texas better. Now I'm with my folks in Delaware and I can't really understand what it is that they like do much about this place, but hey, at least it snows here.
I know I need to start working on myself again, but it's a little hard to do while we still haven't moved into the new house yet.
I very much appreciate your kind sentiments.
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If I was ur bf, first thing I would treat you to a pro massage :)
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Thanks.