I know there are very few of you still out there, but i still feel the need to say goodbye. This is not a safe place for me anymore. My daughter found me here, by googling the names of my cats, and although i doubt she is interested enough to check in, she might. I have things to say that i don't want her knowing.
Plus i foolishly gave the address to a few real life friends, one of whom keeps asking me if my therapist considers it "normal" for me to be taking this long to "get over it."
I don't know where i will go, but i need to be able to write without censoring myself.
Except for the occasional troll, i have treasured each of your comments. You have no idea what this blog has meant to me.
Okay, maybe you do.
Peace, courage, love and safe travels.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Friday, October 11, 2013
I won't compete for attention. Not for very long anyway.
You ask me a question, and then, when i start to answer, you interrupt me and talk about yourself.
Okay, i get it. You didn't really want to know what i had to say, you just wanted to talk some more about yourself.
But i won't beg, and i won't return to my point after you interrupt, unless you insist. Which you rarely do.
I will withdraw. My silence is my defense.
And you notice my silence, subconsciously. It makes you talk more. I wonder, is silence an anathema to you?
I kind of like silence. It would leave me space to love you.
Posted by meno at 11:34 PM