I am just being honest...

I just realized…

… that maybe I don’t miss you specifically, maybe I just miss that time of my life. Sometimes it’s hard to believe that I took it for granted in a way. Maybe I miss how easy it all was even though I really did make it as difficult as I possibly could for myself. How stupid of me. How childish. Now, I’m not saying I’m miserable, but my life is literally different in every single possible way. Sometimes I have a hard time recognizing the person that I was. I guess I can blame it on age, but the fact of the matter is that maybe it was a combination of comfort and age. I never thought that my life would change. I always thought that the people who were there would remain there forever and well I’m both sad and grateful. Sad that I lost some of the most important people in my life, but grateful that the people who hurt me on purpose are gone. Unfortunately thought he was one of those people that hurt me on purpose. He chose her instead of realizing that I understood that I had made a mistake. C’est la vie, right? Live and learn. 

I had a dream the other night that I was watching you marry her. I woke up frantic and upset. Honestly, I don’t even really know why it still bothers me so much. Maybe I’m just jealous that on the surface she has what I want. She has a good man, who has a wonderful loving family, who has a stable career that she can depend on and that most importantly she is stable herself. They own a home, they’re able to go on vacation they’re able to do all of the things that I want to be doing, but can’t because I have chosen to put my life on hold. Why am I doing this again? Why am I sacrificing my life for the benefit of someone else? I actually just said in my head “well what else would I be doing” as if I had no choice. The truth is that I really do want to be here. Sad, angry and or jealous I am here because I want to be. 

How often…

Is it normal to ask yourself what do you want? What do you want? Who do you want?

I wish…

I could turn those days to years.

It is dreadful when something weighs on your mind, not to have a soul to unburden yourself to. You know what I mean. I tell my piano the things I used to tell you.

Frederic Chopin (via quote-book)

anditslove:

did you ever fuck up but not even know that you fucked up until you had fucked up so much that it blew you away and there was nothing you could do about it so you were just stuck there with your fuck up, rewinding and fast forwarding and replaying it moment by moment, blow by fucking blow wondering how in the hell you fucked up so fucking much?

Sometimes…

I get really frustrated that things haven’t turned out the way I wanted them to. According to my plan I should be married, I should own a home, I should be debt free and I should be working at my dream job to say the least. Maybe I should even have a baby.
Sometimes I wonder why it’s worked out for him and not for me. Sometimes I wonder if I’m the one paying for making the biggest mistake of them all.
The crazy thing is that I feel like what I want isn’t even such a big thing to ask for, but then I think if I had would I realize it and most importantly would I be able to take a step back and be grateful for it. The truth is that I guess I’m tired of being a sitting duck. I want more. I want control of my life.

She has officially won.

Today I found out that he’s marrying her. Yes, marrying her. I guess I could say that I saw it coming but for some reason or another actually knowing that he gave her a ring and made her a promise kicked my @ss. I feel like vomiting. I’m not sure that that’s the proper feeling but I do I feel physically ill.

Lately…

I haven’t been in the mood for anything… I feel like I could sleep for years and that still wouldn’t be enough.

I always…

Want to leave at times like these… I know I don’t because I don’t want to deal with the “I told you so’s” I just want to be first.