An oldie but a goodie....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNtjksCUMIA

  I guess that sometimes you just can't talk your way into a better future.  Having to rely on other peoples choices and decisions seems to be getting harder and harder as time goes by.  I know during this past year I had poured my heart and soul completely into something that the other party wasn't terribly interested in.
   When told that they were afraid I was going to leave all the time, they forgot to mention that I used to stay all the time and try to communicate and make things work, but I was always alone in the effort, so eventually I got tired and gave up.  So Now when Im ready to walk away during each fight, is it a big surprise?  Apparently so.

I did what was asked of me. Worked on relationship issues and whatever I asked, well, it got put on the sidelines.

   I am sad.  I miss her a great deal... but I don't miss being taken advantage of and being involved with someone who isn't willing to take all the risks that they asked me to take.  Hypocrisy is a big turn off for me.

   So I am sad, but not struggling with how things played out in the end.  Without the other side even attempting to make any changes, I know that I would steadily become more miserable and unhappy, as would the other party.

  I'd like to say I learned a lesson, valuable or otherwise, but sadly I did not.  I tried, I risked, I opened up more than I ever did in my life, and for nothing.  I am once again on my own....

  You know, some people may just not be meant for relationships, and if I end up being one of those folks, so be it.....  I risked too much this time, and my feelings were disregarded.

  Maybe there is a lesson for me..... don't try to trust, and don't bother with relationships.  They are truly bunk.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7xKlOwbSpI

  I'm not where I want to be regarding this song..... but it IS a new dawn, a new day, a new life for me....  I WILL be feelin good....  eventually.

  A huge thank you to all my friends who have and continue to support me.  You guys are the shizz!

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