How many times can I start again?

Hurt or attached? I couldn’t really say..

Am I consistently running after people because I miss them or is there a sense of desperation and need, the fear of being lonely?

I’ve held back to say a lot on this blog post because I know how stupid it would make me sound – especially if he ever came to read it. And now I just couldn’t care less…

I have a fear of change… of moving on.. like something terrifying is in the future for me. I want to go back to what I’m used to, because at least I know what to expect..

Why am I running away from something so fresh and exciting… why am I letting the distance bother me, when I know I will see him every few months anyway?

I have alot to prove.. not for anybody else. But for myself – I need to prove to myself that I’m not trying to hurt myself or fill an empty hole. I’m trying to move on and do what’s best for me.. and I don’t have to do that by jumping in something serious so quick.. 

Baby steps.. how far will I go before the fall terrifies me?

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Why did I start writing again?

I dreamt of you last night.

Actually…

I dreamt of both of you.

I don’t  want you to think I’m playing games – it’s the last thing I want to do. I just feel really confused right now.

The whole time I was with you and getting over, I was living in this bubble where I believed I was never gonna get over you, never find someone like you, never stop feeling for you.

Until I met him. And now I do feel like I’ve found someone great.. you don’t compare to each.. you’re both so different – both so great in your own ways.

And I do feel something. But I can’t say what it is.. I can’t say whether he makes me happy in the moment as my best friend, or whether I really see something in the future with him.

And I need help.. I don’t know how to cope with the situation.

He’s been through the same thing.. he’s hurting too, He doesn’t trust easy, the same old crap..

But that’s not the hardest part…

We both have our reasons for pushing each other away – both different and valid to their own.

And this is why I’m confused..

Is it okay that I miss you but miss him too? Is it okay that I’m not over you but I’m falling for someone new?

Baby steps.. 

There’s something brilliant about this.

Something fabulous about finding happiness in someone you never quite expected to.

There’s something heart warming about someone wanting to turn to you in times of their sadness and their joys.

There’s something heart warming in someone begging you to see them because they know you can make them smile.

There’s something so content in me that feels happy that I’ve found a friend in you.

There’s something so peaceful in knowing that we’ve both been through the exact same thing and want nothing more then just a shoulder to cry on for now.

There’s nothing more amazing then finding a friend in a stranger. There’s nothing more exhilarating than watching your loneliness disappear slowly to dust ❤️

Pain..

I just wish there was a way that I could write everything down and with each word the pain would slowly leave me too..

But it doesn’t… every word digs deeper.

I’ve got so much in me right now, I don’t think no amount of talking, writing, screaming or crying is going to help.

I just want to be done for a while. I want a break from this feeling just for a little while. 

All I want to do tonight is curl up into a tiny little ball and scream. Scream, cry and shout because I want the pain to go away.

I want to blame someone, something, a situation, an occurrence, something – anything. 

But there’s nothing. I literally just feel pain because of nothing.

There’s just something inside of me that’s eating me alive and begging for freedom and I can’t let it go. I don’t how to free myself from this nightmare and just feel happy again.

I want to be great. I want to be myself. I want love to stop hurting. I want to stop putting myself in situations where I know I can’t cope.

I want to kiss you again. Hug you again. Spend the night with you again. Laugh, cuddle and just lay with you just once.

Just one last time. I need you just for one last night.

This shit is killing me. 

I don’t know why I keep telling myself it’s okay to fall for someone new. And this time I really have.. and I don’t know how to deal with it. I don’t know how to trust him, how to let him in, be loyal and caring towards him.

I’ve damaged my own mind and I’m damaging the people around me.

I need help. I need help please.

I’m so confused… 

For months I’ve been waiting for closure.. just something, anything to make it easier to move on.

And all this time I realised it’s not you I need closure from. It’s myself.

My heart hurts because I feel like I’m not good enough. I’m a bad person. I’m panicking because I don’t think anyone will ever love me. I feel nervous around people because I know they will leave me one day.

I’m scared to fall again, because I don’t think il be able to pull myself back up.

I don’t know how to love myself. I don’t know how to love myself when it just hurts. I don’t know how to keep anyone in my life anymore.

Home..

A house has four walls.

A home has connected hearts.

Home is where the heart is, and here I found my home with you.

I found my home in your warmth and in your care. Your love, your hopes and your dreams.

I found my home in your sympathy, your humility, your selflessness.

I found my home in your frustration, your pain, your anger.

I found my home in your smile, your frown, your tears,

I’ve lived a lonely life, with a hole in my heart until I met you. 

I found my home in you. 

I feel like I’m consistently having to explain myself to you.

When you tell me that you know full well I was pushed to leave that day – I thought wow. He finally understands..

He finally understands HE pushed me to leave. He finally understands that you can’t tell a woman you don’t love her continuously, that you don’t wanna be with her, that you want her gone and expect her to sit tight and wait for you to calm down.

I left you because you didn’t want me. If you find it easier to blame me, or blame other people then that’s fine. But it’s not the truth. Don’t trust what other people tell you – when I’m here telling you exactly how I feel. 

I am not angry, I am not bitter, I blame no one.

I’m hurt, tired, and I admit defeat.

I don’t want no negativity, no hate, no blame.

I really thought I could bring the life out of you, not in general but for myself. See the personality I once fell for. Just to be satisfied that this situation didn’t break you, it didn’t change you.

You chose to move on first.. you chose to let me go first.

You should be happy. 

But now… you just bring me down. About how bad things ended, about how it could’ve been better.

And you’re doing it to yourself…

It didn’t have to be like this… you’re gonna cause so much bitterness and negativity around you.

But in regards to contacting you – that was a super bad mistake. I should never have done it.

You haven’t changed…

I feel no pain, it disguises itself well.

My demons await me, their weapons are poised.

Ready to draw blood, with no limits to the damage they want to cause.

The fear of others abuse, is nothing compared to how I abuse myself.

The games I play, telling myself I’m good enough. Mocking myself to the fullest.

I am nothing but a pawn in this game of evil. Nothing but a pawn that deserves the damage coming it’s way.