I have been surrounded by people who not let me think for myself. Therefore, I believe that intelligence is a goal I’ll never achieve.
Love is the ultimate outlaw. Not my mother…it observes no decree. Therefore, I believe I will never truly be loved.
“When we’re incomplete, we’re always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we’re still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on–series polygamy–until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment. Nobody else can provide it for us, and to believe otherwise is to delude ourselves dangerously and to program for eventual failure every relationship we enter.”
Confused? So was I until I Googled and researched the idea. But of course, it had been a wise note from Kate when I had been trying to rid myself of girlfriend #1.
Thinking of my failure as a person does nothing but fuel the fires raging within my anxiety, simply put, I need to calm down.
I stopped sucking my thumb when I was 6 and then was allowed to get my ears pierced
I still sleep with my blankie I don’t care what people think….the silky feeling calms me down…So does the, the teeny bopper saga sensation with Robert Patterson. Or the recording of Kate’s voice because it was calming and I wanted to fall asleep to it…
Sometimes I just need to run but I can run forever! Like today when I found myself all over the internet… I just can’t be around people
Kate, the purpose of my agony, used to do this thing… That really gets me very, very, very, beyond excited and calmed the savage beast inside. She’d play with my ear like it was my clit. So much for that happening anytime soon.
Somewhere between the hit and run Ambien Travels book and the volunteering to do anything to get out of New Hampshire I need to remember:
I only have a small part in my life and I will never be anyone’s wife!