it is . august

guess WHAT i've been single since last october when i ended it w the comedian guy

there is just. nothing. and when there IS something conversation dies after a day or two. nothing has progressed past that. it seems to be a universal experience on dating apps nowadays, though, so i know it's not just me/the area (though pickins do be fuckin slim here). that being said i really don't know what else to do...the apps have been the only way i've managed to date. at all. in my whole life

i don't RUN INTO eligible men on the regular!! this is when some boomer goes 'join a club or something' and like okay so i just join club after club till i find a random guy?? a random guy who is single in his 30s and just happens to be someone i'd find interesting? that is a deeply unlucky roll of the dice type scenario. i also live in a relatively small city in the middle of nowhere

anyway. all that to say i'm not even on the apps currently cos i am. kind of a huge mess at the moment. life was pretty swag approx. 2 yearsish ago when i was freshly on my new adhd meds and was fairly solidly vegan and went for walks all the time. now i eat far too much shit (weed binge eating is truly possession at its worst) and i don't got to the gym like i was for like a year solid and my SKIN is SO SO BAD and i have spent so much money this year/owe so much money i have yet to land back on my feet and my job is looking tenuous since some huge corporation bought us out and i am likely chunkier than usual and just never dropped the 15 odd pounds i put on over the last year or two and now surely there's more, too scared to weigh myself, i have this worsening general anxiety that i can't shake and i lack motivation and i find it incredibly difficult to do ANYTHING most of the time, it's been. joyous!!!

but i am in the process of getting out of whatever this is. i've started anti depressants (for the. what. 4th time in my life) at my doctor's suggestion because apparently i ranked critically high on his anxiety tests, and tbh, since starting them i DO feel a decent amount better in that regard. -less- like there's a boogeyman over my shoulder at all times (as he put it, oddly accurate).  but obviously that's not going to solve all of my issues...just might make the process of fixing the other things slightly less arduous. 

i have ~*occupational therapy*~ later this week at the doctor's suggestion too, to help w the adhd symptoms that have worsened over time (since upping adhd meds is generally not something i think sounds healthy). i shall also endeavour to return to eating largely vegan/less sugar/less fat etc. small steps. drink more water. eventually i do want to return to going to the gym w my roommate, we had this routine for like a YEAR that i slowly slipped out of. just haven't had the motivation to get up in the morning that early...also i hate the gym. i never stopped hating it. i hate being visible while doing stupid shit like treadmill or eliptical and i've been so broken out for weeks and weeks the thought of appearing there in public like this is too much for me to bear. PLUS one of the guys i dated goes there sometimes at the time i go and i just don't want to interact w him really

bluh. whine whine

there's always good stuff going on, too. i don't really come here and chat about the good in my life, but i always feel guilty for yammering on and on about my miseries whenever i do, as if anyone but me reads these. it's gotta get out SOMEWHERE and preferably if i can avoid aiming at anyone i know, the better!! i do still end up bitching at people, unfortunately, because having feedback that isn't me is helpful, wheeze

AND THAT'S ALL FOLKS 

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man, so

uhh that didn't last for very much longer. that was the only time we did shit after we stopped seeing each other. I sort of waited him out, he just never brought it up again and by the time he Did, i'd already written him off for that and had started dating someone else

i went out with THIS guy for a few months. he was really sweet and very fun to chat with, but ultimately not someone I was feeling things for. we're still sort of friends, he doesn't live in town so I'm not likely to see him all that often, which is good for keeping it light. he's a local comedian and has a show in town next week though and i told him I'd go since i never saw him on stage while we dated. plus i have a jacket of his to return to him. it'll be the first time I'll see him since i ended it a few months ago, so I'm a bit nervous, but I'm dragging a friend with me so i have an exit built in when I say hi. 

as for the guy previous, we're also sort of friends. he sends snaps/insta posts sometimes. he came over once after I had ended things with the comedian guy to hang out, we played some old games, it was fun enough. was unsure as to whether or not he was expecting anything more... the evening went by in patches of fun and awkward, the subject did not come up but there was definitely something thick in the air at all times. probably nerves on either end... he hasn't been over since, or suggested another hangout. he's not a bad fellow and we have stuff in common and we get along fine but, in all honesty, I don't really care if we keep being friends. it's an awkward feeling. he's not stupid though, i think he's picked up on it -n- i saw him on tinder again the other day, so at least he's looking elsewhere (not that any of the factors that supposedly ended our dating have changed for him so... good luck next girl)

but, yeah, I'm single one again for a few months now.  I've got my standard 3-4 dating apps i check/curate regularly..pickins are much the same slim they usually are

mom said over Christmas that she has a good feeling about this year for me in dating.. I'm choosing to agree with her. I'm trying to not feel discouraged.. but it IS the start of January, so we'll see ;)

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Updated: Monday, 1 January 2024 9:55 PM EST

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okay it's fucked up

i don't even remember writing that last entry, and i'm feeling a little ashamed in a way but i do recall what happened right after that since it wasn't that long ago and i remember feeling really strange about it then too

okay so RIGHT AFTER THAT i decided to look through the last texts he sent me and like an instant off switch i IMMEDIATELY resumed living my life just fine without him. honestly that felt like the last vestiges of me caring were making one last heroic effort before dying off completely because i've not felt an ounce of that since

perhaps somewhat because a dude i was curious about a few months back reappeared on tinder and THIS time his instagram handle was on his account so i followed him there and he messaged me like hello? 

and THEN we went out for a few weeks 

I DID THAT????

during those 3 weeks, though, i didn't get to see him all that often because his schedule sucks ass and he basically never has consistent time on the regular to see ANYONE. that and a number of other factors culminated in him kind of ending things about 3 weeks in. he assured me that i was awesome and it was more him just not being in a place mentally, physically, etc to be in a real relationship, but he hoped we could be friends, etc. 

i wasn't happy, but i wasn't surprised either. cos all of that seemed true. 

july was a very fucking hot month here this year and due to that my apartment sat cozy at 30+ degrees for the better part of 2 months, actually. and that resulted in me being generally lathargic and irritable, and deeply unsexual, and so we only had sex twice, on the same evening. and it was nice, and i was hoping for more....but he ended it.

i spent the first two days or so being like ;nn;, then i felt shrugs,. a little evil thought wormed into my head almost as soon as it was 'over', though. i pushed it aside, not lending it any credence, and we resumed texting on friendly terms. i tried to re-initiate a different dating path i had almost started prior to this dude, that didnt work out either, and i had a realization that i was simply OVERLOADED by how many guys i had started to know over the past like half a year where after like 2 weeks of talking and learning about them, it doesn't work out (generally they just stopped texting or. yknow. not show up for dates etc)and i was like. losing track of MYSELF and what **I** wanted and i was tired of trying to please/appease all the time. so i deleted all FIVE of my dating profiles/apps and it's been wonderful not checking those constantly.

and then about a week after things had ended  with the guy i'd been seeing i was like oh yeah, he owes me dinner.....if we're still friends, i could cash in on that....

and then the evil thought from before managed to push past my sanity barriers and said 'see if you can get into a fwb situation with this dude' and uh. well. we went to dinner and i managed to get an invite over to his place to hang out and after a few hours also managed to kiff my way towards into having silly and intense sex and goofing around for another hour (ridiculous cos that was the most cosy/fun i'd had with him and we're not even dating anymore) 

something about having to no longer evaluate the man as a potential eternal mate or whatever lessens the pressures surrounding him, like, it's less irritating that he doesn't have 'x' together or says this thing or does that thing cos it's like. less of a reflection of me and my future and my tastes and more just a silly thing about him, this hot man who is my friend and i don't have to check in on all the time or think about him meeting my parents, etc, and i also get to sleep and fool around with on ocassion 

or something. we haven't like. formally discussed this at all. he just said we should do it again sometime and that he had fun and i was like yeah!! 

it's like. doesn't it feel like he's hit the jackpot lmao 

but i'm the one who pursued him initially. he said he wasn't sure, but we should try anyway, and he was the one who said i can't do it. and then i pursued him AGAIN

i'm kind of proud of myself ngl. even if it ends badly or quickly or something, i can still say i did it and also excuse me but i've slept with 2 different people in the last year. after sleeping with none people for my ENTIRE LIFE. and i INITIATED the second one, i said, hi i want you and he said okie dokie

???

like. cripes. am i awesome or something???

anyway. i HAVE thought about this, despite my flippancy and girlish idiocy. i spent a little while weighing the pros and cons of this decision but i decided that since i'm not actively dating at the moment (i think it'll be some months before i hop back on there) and there's this....really fucking tall dude with a great chest and pretty eyes right out there who wants to be friends and isn't seeng anyone and i only got to sleep with twice and i'm pretty sure he's at least attracted to me..............COULD I DO IT? 

the answer is yes. so far. if it ends up in a huge mess. OH WELL. like i have EARNED this, i'm thinking with my boner for the first time in my LIFE let me have this okay it's gratifying to be wanted after having no one and nobody indicate that they were ever into me for TWENTY NINE YEARS and i was only with my ex for 10 months so like, i DESERVE to be satisfied sexually okay there's so many things i haven't done and stuff i want to explore i am THIRTY ONE and am finally going through my late teens/early twenties it's fine 

i get the sense this dude could seriously help me out in this regard

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ew hi it's the next fucking day and like a diseased person i looked him up on fb and saw, for the first time in months, photos of his face and of him smiling (not new--old, it looks like his profile hasn't updated since when we broke up. doesn't mean a whole lot, he didn't update it much when we were together either) and it made me cry for like 20 entire minutes so i'm doing great i'm doing so fucking well  i HATE THIS I HATE THIS

i can't even reach out to him (why why why) because i don't think i could survive him telling me he's seeing someone else. or, on the flipside, indicating in any way that he misses me. i can't do it, as the person who dumped him, AND as the person who already crawled back in january and after we'd gone right back into flirting etc he said he just wanted to be friends and i said i couldn't do that and then we had a big stupid fight again and we haven't spoken since 

it's SO FUCKING MIDDLE SCHOOL i can't DEAL

but appropos i guess since i didn't get to do this in middle school but it's just. hard.it SUCKS IT SUCKS IT SUCKS i've fucking flopped right back to where i was when we first broke up, somehow, i just can't picture wanting to be with anyone else but i can't be with him if he's like how he was. i can't. but i miss him and want him idk how i've relapsed so badly where did this COME FROM

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ew it hasn't been all that long since my last entry, generally doesn't mean good things have been happening

 not necessarily in this case but yknow I really don't come here to do anything but whine about my love life so 

 I wish the world would let me get over him, it's not even giving me a chance with anyone else. do you know how frustrating it is to have dated one person by the age of 31? if I'd have stayed with him (happily) I wouldn't really have this problem! that being the unfortunate relation of all dating experiences to this one dude. I can't think about going on dates, having sex, cuddling, having intimate conversations etc without relating it all to him. it's my entire frame of reference!! I mean, I've been on dates with other people (one other guy ages ago but w.e) but everything else is attached to HIM. i miss it, I want it, and my brain is still confused as to whether it's the thing itself or him that I'm missing, and I'm not being given the opportunity to fucking find out. every dude I've spoken to over the last 6 months on apps has failed to lead to a single date. aggravating. and the entire time I'm dreaming about my ex, noticing things he'd enjoy, wondering if he's okay.

all right to be fair it wasn't the entire time. but it's been... idk. weeks. months. it's so hard to say. I miss him and I don't miss him and I love him. I might always love him, I might just be fucked up that way. but at the very least it would be nice to put him in the background like my previous loves in order to move the spotlight over to someone else. I had to go look through photos for something today and even seeing him in the thumbnails for the pics was like a radar going off, I made the mistake of clicking on a few and I started tearing up. it fucking sucks. it's been half a year!! we only dated 10 months, goddamn. we just had such a strange, immediate, comfortable connection. I still see him and feel that MINE instinct.

I have no idea what he's up to, if he's still where he moved away last fall.. he's probably moved on, probably knocked someone up like he wanted. I didn't want it...i might have. but. I couldn't tell him that it was because he was so messed up that I wouldn't put myself through having kids with him even if I had pictured them, our kids. if he miraculously did a lot of personal growth and matured and idk, got therapy and started ADHD meds and learned how to look after himself better.... But blah blah blah I'll just continue to feel resentful that, despite all that stuff I just complained about, I can't get him out of my head. that someone so suited to me in a sea of unappealing people was dangled in front of me but was too damaged to keep

it would happen to me wouldn't it 

for the thousandth time I wish we (humans ) weren't constrained by... the unfortunate reality of isolated pairings. I really like this dude. we have this insane connection. but because he can't cut it for every avenue required of my single lifelong partner, of the only other person to potentially raise  any kids we might have, I had to discard him.. it feels really horrible and wrong to expect so much from our romantic  partners, when historically the many burdens of our lives were spread amongst each other, "a village to raise a child" etc. community. our parents were nearby.

(also his family was horrible horrible and I admit I very much wanted nothing to do with them)

but anyway. see, it's wretched. I want him. I don't want him in the way I'm supposed to. I can't have him if I'm supposed to have a One in my life capable of everything they're supposed to. but I won't settle for less of a connection and attraction, either, so I'm doomed 🤪🤪

I think the worst part is that if he were to show up here, randomly, which he wouldn't do cos that night be some kind of big confident gesture (not exactly his Forte) , I'm so fucking sure I'd be all over him. I have no doubt I'd be around him for .5 seconds and i would have some major issues.. the smart part of my brain is like NO NO NO WE DON'T WANT THAT, YOU'RE FREE REMEBER HOW TRAPPED YOU FELT and the dumb sappy part of my brain is like 👉👈 okay but remember also how you literally never felt as confident and comfortable as you did with him ?

and then the two halves of my brain start throwing rocks at each other and I start bleeding from the ears and do nothing 

Posted by klunkycompu13 at 8:35 PM EDT

Updated: Tuesday, 13 June 2023 8:49 PM EDT

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yeah so that didn't pan out

didn't hear from that guy all weekend and then he showed up at like 1 pm monday with a "sorry i had no service all weekend and didn't get any till last night"

need i say more...

well, i will, cos i even gave him ONE MORE CHANCE, i said hi that sucked and i need more (timely) communication if this is gonna happen dude and then an entire day went by where he said nothing so i just deleted him from my discord

and the cycle continues

and then i spent a little while curious about this muscley dude who works at the gym. finally mussed up some courage this morning and asked one of the staff about him, got his first name, looked him up on facebook, he has a girlfriend and they attended a fucking freedom rally in the winter so that's a bust

HELP MEEEEE

and now i'm 31 !

haha check out that ancient emoji

anyway. yeehaw. idk what to do i am so FECKING LONELY and GETTING OLDER BY THE LITERAL SECOND but BAAH at least, at least i have had a boyfriend and i had lots of sex in those ten months lmao...but otherwise back to Eternal Singledom

a new zelda game came out recently so it's been good/bad to bury myself in that but as soon as that's done i'll return to being a huge sulk.

actually i'm still being a huge sulk, the only difference is at least i'm 'doing' something in my free time instead of wallowing about wishing i was making art

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one o these days i'll actually download these stupid diaries....there must be a function that lets you archive things. i would assume??? i keep saying i'm going to do it and then i forget about this blog for several months and then it's like lol oh yeah right

hey, did you know that i'll be 31 soon? isn't that fucked up? i'm pretty sure that's fucked up

having this random private diary for over half of my life feels wrong somehow. and yet, i can actually remember sitting in the computer lab in middle school writing those first few entries. glancing over at my best friend at the time, making sure she wasn't reading what i was writing. 

i want to say i've made great strides in the quality of my entries here but it was about stupid boys then and it's still mostly about stupid boys now 

i'm not really sure why i'm bothering with this. at the end of the day, it's just a really sad catalogue of a late millennial's struggles with accepting herself and finding love in an increasingly despairing world. like by the time i find real love and grow a healthy amount of self esteem, the apocalypse will happen, cos that's sort of how this stuff goes (narratively)

this last winter was really awful. i spent most of it basically scraping by, mentally, my ADHD meds and gym visits the only things propelling me forward, yanking a deflated puppet along the ground via a fistful of strings. breakups are umm, really hard? wow? only in the last month or so have i finally hit a point where i think i'm acceptably 'over' my ex enough to try on someone else

i've been on dating apps since like december, as foolish as that is. slim pickins out there. lots of people interested in ME, surprisingly, but few that i was interested in back. some conversations that lead nowhere. it's really tiring, actually, being on dating apps. surveying people like they're meat, judging them harshly based on little information or questionable photos...ugh. 

i maybe have a date for tomorrow, if this one dude i've been chatting with gets back to me in time. that's another thing i've been finding, that communication is really lackluster with the dudes i match with...things fizzle out after a few days of chatting. if i stop asking them questions, they just won't say anything else. which is aggravating! i've been told that it's partly just awkwardness or shyness on their parts, and/or the reality that is chatting with someone online that they've never met and have no physical connection to, etc. but like, that's the POINT, it's SUPPOSED to lead to a date? to meet? 

i've read that if a date isn't secured within a few days, dudes generally don't stay interested. but nobody has ASKED?? like yeah, i'm making a lot of small talk, and generally i don't go full boner into flirt mode cos i just don't operate that way and also i LIKE chatting a little because it gives me some indication of their character! apparently men don't need that as much, they are more drawn to looks overall initially and don't really care about a woman's interests/job/status etc. which makes women look materially shallow, but like, i want to invest my time into someone who doesn't need me to babysit them or mother them or won't stress me the fuck out all the time by not looking after himself or being a depressing blob !! i guess that makes me shallow 

i want to find an equal! but i guess men don't ...require that so much.

anyway, witht this last dude, the conversation had started to dwindle again and i was annoyed cos this one had a lot of appealing qualities and was actually chatty, when i got a hold of him, and so i asked HIM if he wanted to hang out and he was like yeah!! but getting the time/date nailed down has been wishy washy like holy shit man if you're interested, you could try a little !!!!!!!!! am i crazy? he said he'd let me know today for sure, the day before, and now i get to sit here all day waiting to see if he actually does tell me. it wouldn't surprise me if he said nothing at all, too. 

i actually think i'm pretty cool and interesting? yeah i'm a little unusual looks-wise but my ex was super into me and i think i have good qualities and skills not being put to use. i would enjoy...someone trying...

and then, the big spectre lurking over my horizon: i'm going to be 31 soon. i only have so many years left if i want to have kids. i've always sort of been...shrugs, about the entire affair, which to me isn't really enough to say "yeah kids!" in prospective dating situations. plus, i am very much NOT a fan of the concept of pregnancy. and BIRTH. i'm not very into the idea of permanently fucking up my body or possibly DYING. and then being responsible for someone's positive emotional and mental growth for 2 decades. 

the only circumstance in which i could envision children is like. if i loved someone so much that making a kid would...be the ultimate way to express that? to want to see me and him put together in a whole new human? that's..deeply romantic. to me. so like....i want to find someone while i still might have that chance, you know? 

bUT that someone has to also be a human that i could envision caring for a kid. having the mental capacity, the emotional maturity, the responsibility, and yes, the financial security to do it with me. my ex...during the height of my feelings for him, i'd pictured it. he wanted kids. he had a rough childhood with a neglegent mother and abusive father, and i think he wanted to rectify that in a way, to be a better father. and i pictured what our kids might have been like, and i was surprised by how much it appealed to me, i wanted to meet them. but. 

he was unreliable. he was broken. impulsive. he couldn't look after HIMSELF. if i latched onto that for forever and had kids, I'D be doing all the work, I'D be handling all of it. their stress AND his stress. we'd be broke. in some ways, it would be a repeat of my own family dynamic growing up and that freaked me the fuck out. i loved him, but i could not put myself in that position

...anyway. i hope he ends up in a good place. i HOPE he finds himself, i HOPE he can get what he wants out of life. we parted on a sour note, which blows, him begging me to stay in his life, and then when i said i couldn't be just friends so soon, he chewed me out, and i'm not going to forget what he said. he was hurt, and he lashed out. but it doesn't excuse it..

things in this new guy's favour: he is intelligent, articulate, easygoing. likes many of the same things i do. appears to be /shrugs/ about kids (at least according to his bio). has a decent relationship with his family. doesn't drink (neither did my ex, i will say, he was wise in his alcohol consumption as his father was an alcoholic..but he did smoke WAY too much weed). is a little flaky in correspondance but so was my ex. at least the correspondance is intelligent this time around (sorry...). and you know what, we haven't even been on a date. this could go nowhere! i shouldn't even be talking about it like it's a thing at ALL

i guess it's just cos this is the farthest i've gone since my ex with anyone. it'd be nice to have someone again, and preferably with like 80% less stress, JA FEEL???

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i guess i would describe this relationship as a very highest highs, lowest lows type deal

not long after that last post, a week or two, i sort of...came to my senses? realized it wasn't going to work long distance? i recalled all the bad stuff about it that prompted my breakup w him in the first place?

probably some combination of things. it's truly very odd how mixed up you can feel in situations like this, some days it's wretched, other days it's fabulous. some would say that you ought to not feel the wretched days THAT often and to that i can't speak to its truthfulness but i want to agree

i decided to more or less formally break it off. he was not happy about it and was very rude and immature (hurt, i understood it was mostly that he was hurt but the stuff he said was still hurtful even if it was childish) and blocked me everywhere for like, weeks, which i was fine with truthfully

kind of went through these waves of missing him intensely and not at all off and on for weeks...it's now been almost 2 months since i last saw him. somehow. and also ONLY 2 months. i feel both like i could move on instantly and also not at all

he unblocked me a little while ago, followed a few of my accounts. i didn't do anything or say anything. christmas day he wished me a merry christmas, and i did the same back. i was poking around on tinder all moodily over christmas just to ...look, more or less, and nothing was really striking my fancy or interest. i had a brief conversation with one dude who was boring and not really my type, so no loss there. and then i saw my ex was on there too and i got pissed off and haven't really been back on

like yeah. hypocrisy. also anger for knowing that that means he hasn't really done any of the mental work he ought to do if he's already looking to date someone new. no way he cleaned himself up that much in less than 2 months. good luck to whomever he dates next, really. cos lmao i don't know if he learned a single thing from dating me. his profile looked exactly like it did when i first started talking to him, same pic and everything. a pic his ex prior to me took. like come on dude

i think it's the same sort of frustration i felt when i dated him, knowing he could be so much more. he has so much potential to be everything, to be incredible, and instead he chooses to shrug his way through things and miss opportunities and refuse to accept mistakes, etc. project wildly onto other people and misremember situations. smoke too much weed. ugghhg

i vacilate between thinking that i'll never see him again and wondering if it really IS some sort of freakish pause. i don't know. i mean if he stays where he moved to it's done cos i have no real reason to go there, dumb seaside wife daydreams aside, i'd probably go nuts with no support nearby. 

i miss him though, a little, he wAS my friend and it was fun to dork out over stupid stuff with him and have someone to cuddle with and touch and boy was he HOT. his immensely compatible physicality is something i was reluctant to lose from fear of not finding something else that remotely satisfying for me personally and i'm still like. goddamn i hit the jackpot there why did he have to be SUCH a DOOFUS 

i often feel lucky and glad he actually actively removed himself from my proximity cos i would have had a hard time fully divorcing myself from him, as evidenced in the first breakup-reconciliation after 2 weeks. i keep wishing there was some relationship bracket that existed somewhere between friend and monogamous lover. like if we could hang out and be together physically and tell each other sweet nothings but have none of the pressures of knowing each others friends and families and sharing bills and planning futures, etc. all that shit? less great. truthfully my roommate fills that end in pretty well; that's a whole weird kettle of fish i don't really feel like expanding upon but tldr; 8 years of adult best friendship/roommateship tends to fill in a lot of the slots your significant other fills if it continues to go well. if only i could have squished them both together into the like. ideal partner lmao

but i also know that if i were in something like that with him i couldn't really go looking for an ACTUAL significant other or whatever. someone out there can be my lover and also my best friend and make good life decision. right??? 

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he might be gone gone now, possibly, not sure

we spent the majority of the last 4ish days together and it was ...so wonderful. just love love love and laughing and kissing and holding each other and i want to remember it for forever no matter what happens

he's moving away, we're not back 'together', but we undoubtedly care for one another and i think in a better time and place it would be....everything. we both seem to have landed on this understanding, somehow. who knows what the future will bring. when i told my mom she was like yeah your father and i didn't think you two were done and i was like ...oof 

there's a part of my brain that envisions being his wife and living on the coast and making my art and stuff there by the ocean, i'd have enough space since he'd be working a lot presumably. he even asked if i'd marry him ("it's getting harder and harder to imagine being with anyone else") and i didn't really respond, other than to say that i might have seen it happening had we continued, that sort of thing. i wonder if we're really done or if it's just a sort of hiatus, while he finds himself (mom described it as a 'walk about', not dissimilar to what i did when i moved away from home to a big city far away for a few years before moving back, my brother did the same thing...except i guess ex's is just later in life aha), figures out what's important to him, maybe addresses some of his brain demons, etc. 

i'm not really ready to remove myself from everything i have here, either. i've got a decent job, a great friend network, i live in a place where i can do silly art things like go to movie festivals with my friends and i've recently started tutoring at the college i went to a few years ago, my family is here...

if i ended up with him i'd be sequestered away more or less, he is moving to the middle of NOWHERE (as middle of nowhere as a coastal town can be) and it's probably not exactly the epicentre of arts and culture (not that where i am living currently is either but it IS markedly better than many places around here)

it's almost this feeling of, 'not quite the right time'. like we found each other, have this undeniable connection, but our circumstances aren't quite right just yet

in some ways i feel really lucky to 1) have felt something like this and 2) have been wise enough to not just throw myself into a potentially incorrect situation just because my heart went thumpity thump (...lame). i've done so much for myself over the last 5 years of my life and i'm proud of me in a lot of ways. i'm not really inclined to uproot and put myself at the behest of someone i haven't even known for a full year, cha feel bro???

we're keeping in contact. who knows what will happen. for now i'll just keep living my life i guess

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i'm an idiot

this, endless crying, since last night, near endless crying

this has to be love. like real love, whatever it is. i'm beside myself thinking that i'll never see him again after this week. it's fucking insane 

he pissed me off SO much. he's busted and needs so much help and meds and i got so tired of so many things about him and now we're apart for 2 weeks and i see him once for a few hours and i'm losing my mind that he's leaving. yesterday he was so solemn and resigned and yet gently loving. i can't believe i have to throw away someone who looks at me like that...he hasn't even been in my life a year but i can't suddenly imagine not caring. but sometime...i won't. or at least i won't in this way, i guess. and i know it's basically a trick of the light because it's not like his problems are magically solved or he's less depressed, but it's funny how we can push all that aside when we realize that it's Done and suddenly it's only affection left, only comfort, the sweetness that was once there reappears before it's gone completely

why wasn't i this miserable before...i mean, i was, but it felt different somehow. aside from that first night right after the breakup, it felt something like this. it's a loss, it's a feeling of loss. like someone died. it's fucked up !!!! 

i;m both miserable and elated over the fact that i'll see him this week, presumably several times, or as much as i might like even...just, being together, nobody else, no weight of expectation or the future,

and then he'll go

Posted by klunkycompu13 at 10:17 AM EDT

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