i was just sitting here playing some speed marbles and not really thinking. letting the morning wash over me with possibilities. when i was suddenly smacked right in the face with the fact that nobody wants to be with me. because if someone wanted to be with me, they would be with me. they’d move mountains and swim seas if they really wanted to be with me. i guess it’s a case of actions speak louder than words. and that, my friends, is what we call the ugly truth.
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Oh MAN that games is addicting. I used to play it ALL the the time and then I swore I was getting carpal tunnel from it and ixnayed that bit of fun.
So based on that logic you don’t want to be with anybody because you haven’t swam oceans and climbed mountains to be with them. Maybe you haven’t met each other yet. Maybe you both have to learn some life lessons before you connect. Don’t expect a white knight to ride up and knock on your door, that’s basically very self centered. Go out and do things you like, so you’ll meet someone who likes to do the same thing you do. If not, at least you had fun doing it. Try to get out of the victim mode, it’s a great excuse for not playing the game, but you end up alone.
I was going to say something akin to what the above anonymous poster said, except it would have been like this;
“Maybe you’re alone because you’re in Minne-fricking-sota! Perhaps if you went somewhere-else where there were men (and women) anxious to find out how your Superman tattoo tastes, then the whole alone-ness thing would be a non-issue.”
Of course I know better, that your family is there, your life is there and if you were to have a failed relationship, at least you wouldn’t have to move back home, you’d already be there, surrounded by friends and family who would be there to support you. But worthwhile goals rarely exist within a comfortable, safe reach. More often than not, you have to go out and take a risk. Go outside your comfort zone, and take a chance, or live in safety, never having truly lived at all.
Thomas, you did say it in a nicer way. I guess I’ve been watching too much Dr. Phil. I sent the anonymous post as a mentoring type note, to help Jodi, even if it hurts a little, sometimes the truth hurts, but if the seed is planted, a beautiful, blooming relationship for Jodi might spring from it. I’m an older woman and hate to see someone suffer from “self defeating” patterns that keep her from really taking that chance and enjoying her life, maybe with some pain from rejection, but I think she’ll live through it. So I’ll leave my name and risk being slandered and shunned, but I know I did it for a sincere reason to help Ms. Jodi.
i just want to know who gave y’all permission to be all logical and rational. sheesh.
jodi,
if you live alone you canwalk around the house with nothing on, easily done here as it’s a hot summer down under, fart in bed and not feel embarassed and listen to beethoven’s choral symphony at three in the morning.
but more seriously learn to enjoy the solitude even just to look at the sky or smell the flowers
maybe in january the flowers are not in bloom
but learn to enjoy the solitude and listen to the god within. hope things go a bit better for you.
You know me, Chromey. I’m always logical and rational, even when analyzing Velveeta.
(I also think your comfort zone could be widened if you had a standing offer to go somewhere far away, be blindfolded, and then have to guess the gender of the person tasting your superman tattoo. The best part is, even if you don’y guess correctly, you still win. But where, oh where, could you go to find such delectable debauchery?)