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How can I be upset with you when you're leaving? I wanna spend time just doing anything but what is happening now. Not fair to you, and it could wind up hurting me. I am happy for you, don't get me wrong I'm thrilled and pleased as punch that you've got your life in order and are doing something for YOU but its still going to bite later. This is me being selfish, I hate people leaving. Even for a day, a week, a month, a year or several.
No names, just a comment. Could be the same for anyone in my life, but some people ... Maybe I should give this to the person, but I'm not sure how to. How do you say "see you later or never again" to someone who you genuinely like? All my friends, I like without question. Just hard ... this is what is on my mind right now. Sorry for the ramblings.
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Yes, it does hurt terribly when someone leaves...whether it's you doing the leaving or them.
Please try to hang in there.
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if your expecting me to leave...wrongo...lol...
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Don't want you to leave Mystry so better not!
![]() ![]() Thanks Lexi. Just another person IRL leaving me again. Stupid guys. Never ever get close to guys it hurts more when they leave than girls (a lot of the time, strange)
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(((((((Christina)))))))
I understand completely. Love, Sujin ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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I am beginning to walk through life more curcumspectly. Well, I had my eye on Lars and Jon and I kept meeting and doing plain ordinary stuff around town like reading together at the library; but deep in my heart of hearts, I was trying to work up the courage to speak openly to Lars; (who for the last year and half, I have secretly desired )well, the straw that broke the camels back happened last Sunday. I chaired a support group and the discussion was on a certain page of our book and it happened to be on sex and or relationships and honesty. Boy of boy what a SIGH OF relief, i made. Lars spoke up in his quiet but gentle but loud way (LOUD for him is just talking about stuff that is real serious, because he usually relates just in similes and metaphors ) Anyway, he told the group that he wished whith all his heart to get started in a personal relationship with the opposite sex. I had no way to stop myself but to finally resolve that I was going to go forward and meet with him in the next few days and finally I did. I gently pushed Jon out of the picture (and was glad I controlled the impulses to say words like "Lovey, Sweetie, honey, cutie, sugar, honey-pie, etc. or miss you) to Jon, because I have a level of stickyness and pouring on too much mush that later would hurt friends because, truthfully, i sent out messages that I was really interested in the guy, when I just wasn't in my heart of heart. So I can say ATLAST, I was able to steer my way through the mine fields of day to day romance and semi romance and middle romance to a higher safer place than before, which was lets say a year ago and in the past too often badly, poorly, awfully, reprehensibly steered. I guess you could say I am a COW NOT A STEER. But back to the point, so , I went over there in the morning to Lars and we laughed as we had coffee at his place and now day by day we are developing more and more unity on good ground and Jon is not thrown off balance, for he was not injured by my WORDS OF IMPULSITIVITY , which all too much me, (A SWEET WELL MEANING WOMAN- YET- WHO SADLY DOES HAVE BI-POLOR) has let Jon down from a high place with out
causing the "Scene of Humpty --Dumpty.!!" L O L........................Psychcentral.. .............................THANK YOU .............................for ....................Your SUPPORT RAZELJ
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</font><blockquote><div id="quote"><font class="small">Quote:</font>
[b]canders7 said:[/ How do you say "see you later or never again" to someone who you genuinely like? All my friends, I like without question. Just hard ... this is what is on my mind right now. Sorry for the ramblings. </div></font></blockquote><font class="post"> I Just went through a break-up which I had initated with Br. which was a long-term relationship for over 9 years. I had grown up basically with this boyfriend; seen alot of ups, downs, pain, excruciating pain, bliss, sorrow, colors, dullness, energy, fatigue, etc. I chose to attend a Displaced Homemakers program, as well a two support-groups, so basically, a new product emerged and this product nolonger fit the old puzzle. That does not at all mean that the "old puzzle," is useless, least indeed- yet, I am in a different sea, a world a fresh, and broad and new surrounded by brighter consciounciousnes, bigger plains, wider roads, steeper hills, broader slopes, detailed edges that can't be manuvered without my own complete attention, form and focus, so I had to break up with BR. Funny, I have very recently fallen in love again. It is with a man that's character is alike to my character, where as the BR. love was of opposite attraction. The math shows me that I have come to a dramatic vista in this existance and life is not a dress rehersal, we've no time to waste, especially women that have delicate systems, (vis, the mental health delicate balance of medicines, diet, actions and plans,) join me as I hasten into the great unknown, for together WE can accomplish much, we women and we friends
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