Think of it as… starting over


Frankly, this is a hub I never thought I would write less than a year ago.

But I suppose it happens to the best of us.

Sometimes things don’t work out with someone you date or even become seriously involved with. Of course this is a tragedy, but it doesn’t need to be.

So maybe it didn’t work out with that person you thought you’d love your whole life. It doesn’t mean you can’t see him or her anymore, talk to them like you used to, or even hang out with them.

There must have been a reason that you loved them in the first place.

I think it’s a shame for couples to break up and then never really speak again unless if their relationship wasn’t the greatest in the first place. I believe that good friends are never in large enough supply and we can’t afford to lose them.

However, this can be difficult. No matter how close you were before, a break-up can make things especially uncomfortable.

The one thing I believe is necessary in repairing what you once had and starting anew without the previous status you held with that person before is TIME. Just give it time.

Give yourself enough space to realize who you are and to let things cool down. Hanging out again and doing the same old thing too early can ruin friendships or take you steps backward.

At first it might seem impossible to even imagine going back to anything near what you had before, if only friendship.I thought it would be the hardest thing to do, but several months later I finally figured it out. It was hard to know if I still like my ex, if I wanted to move on, and then when I did decide I wanted to move on, I wasn’t sure how I was going to fit him into the life I wanted.

So the next hard part was to decide how we were going to be. You have to decide what you would want from a relationship with your ex, what your motives and goals are, if it’s just lust, etc. I was seeing someone else at that point, so obviously I couldn’t hang out the way I used to. So the next piece of advice I have to give is BE HONEST.

You have to be frank with your ex and, if applicable, with your new significant other. You can’t lie and say to one that you’re not hanging out with the other if you are. You can’t say they mean more or less than they really do. You have to tell the truth so that things can fall into place and so you’re not creating a story that will fail to materialize successfully.

This also means you have to be true to yourself. You have to respect yourself and realize what you want. Sometimes this might hurt, but you only have one life. Come away with no regrets.

Be kind and considerate. Try to remember why you broke up in the first place and why you didn’t get along so you don’t do those same things again. Remember what you learned from your relationship with that person and put it into effect. This is not the time to quarrel or to be self-righteous; you gave up those things when you guys broke up.

It took me a little while to try out a few things, see what I was comfortable with and what I wanted from my ex after we broke up. I can’t say I did everything perfectly, but I am happy in general with how things turned out. Now we talk regularly, friendly, and can be around each other without being awkward, like… friends.

I couldn’t be more happy than last night and today at school. I was smiling all the time. And only because of him. Last night he started to talk to me again, and we were talking for maybe two hours about everything and nothing WITHOUT getting to an argument or starting to fight over silly things. We agreed that this was a begging on a new friendship, I know we won’t be as close as before, BUT at least we are good friends. We can joke around. Or we don’t talk at school. But today, he looked at me, and even my friends noticed that without me telling them anything that happened. I really hope we can start all over again. He is the best damn thing I ever had! This is a new chapter for both of us.

I’m sorry


I am truly sorry for everything. For the way I push the people that means the most for me away, that I have stopped taking contact with friends and family. I am sorry for not being as cheerful I once was. I am sorry for failing suicide, I really wish I did not fail. I have tried it several of times but I guess God wants me a second chance all the time. I hope and believe that this time it is different. I won’t fail, I will succeed with this try. I am sorry for lying to you. I cannot do this anymore. I’m so sick of this life. I just wanna run away to a place where no one can find you, and just be myself for a change.
I have always been the person everybody comes to with their problems, but no one has been there truly for me. I can’t remember a person asked me face to face “Are you OK?” I wish someone would soon do that, because I cannot always fake the smile, and force the laughter. When will my friends, family and school mates see that I am always acting. If this try succeed I just want you to know that I was truly happy from April to the begging of August. It was the time of my life, where I did not feel unloved, and not welcome. I had the best boyfriend ever, and the best friends. Everything went so well for me, I started to eat normal, and I did not cut at all. All because of HIM… He was my everything, and he still is. Even though we are not dating anymore, he is the reason why I am still here. I just need to see him.
I am not sure if I will post anything after this. It depends. Time will show us. But I hope this is my last one. I’m really tired, not go to sleep tired, but tired of doing the same thing all the time.. I cry myself to sleep every fucking night.

An Unspoken Apology


I miss my friends. I am nothing without them. I feel as if I’ve reached a dead end. They were my glue now I’m falling to pieces, I’m crumbling apart but I keep on going like I did from the start. Without them there is nothing to look forward to. I stay at home and wish for something new. I have no chance to find others I’m to afraid that they’ll reject me for another. I messed up I know it’s true, but sometimes my thoughts drift away and I have idiotic things I say. Some of it was true, I cried some nights because of you but not all I said was the honest truth. I did say things to bring you down make you feel the way I did, it was wrong I can admit. I shouldn’t have sunk so low, to throw things in your face when I know what your going through. As you said I did things wrong, I could have picked up the phone more often then I had, I don’t blame you I know what love can do. So I’m at fault I won’t ignore that. But don’t tell me I’m wrong for feeling left out, you had a schedule all worked out and I needed help but couldn’t interrupt those days. I wish I could apologize a hundred times and you’d come back, but deep inside I know it’d be a lie to say that I regret it all. I feel as if you needed to know how all this time I’ve felt so low. maybe though I could have done it differently then run my mouth with a couple drinks. Maybe in time we will be alright, I miss you now that you aren’t by my side. I need my glue to keep me together, I hope you’ll forgive me because I need you

To have a friend, be a friend


That is how the cliche goes right? What does that really mean… “be a friend”… I think it means being there for someone when they need you. Being able to listen to them when they need to talk and not necessarily asking for advice. Being kind and thoughtful…. and I could go on and on about the qualities of a good friend. I think I am a good friend. I have those qualities… many of them being very strong charictaristics of my being. On my facebook I have 178 friends…. most are superficial… they added me because they know my name we are aquainted. I have a few good friends that actually know me and talk to me… But are they really my friends? Why does it seem that when ever I need a good friend… some one that I can go see that it feels like they are avoiding me. The conversations dwindle…. getting together slows…. until it all becomes nothing. No one calls me to go out or hang out. I try to call people but they always tell me that they are busy. So I think I am ready to give up. I surrender and accept that I am destined to be alone forever. It makes me sad to know that for the rest of my life everyone I encounter will become acquaintences… with no personal connection. I relate to a lot of people, am interested in similar things as others and I make the effort. But it’s not good enough I am not good enough. I don’t think that I am loveable or likeable. There is something about me that makes people stay away and I have no idea what it is. What makes me unapproachable? I know that I have flaws and I am not perfect even though some days I try extremely hard… am I TOO ugly to be seen with or around? I know I am not the prettiest girl in the world…

People need other people…. the interaction… the touch of a hug or friendly pat… Maybe that is why I got into my eating disorder… I never had friends… I was always alone… I never did belong. Now its the same. I don’t have friends. I am always alone. I still don’t belong. People tell me that I have to put forward the effort… I have. Repeatedly. They tell me that I need to get involved with things with people that have like interests. Been there done that. Didn’t work. Now I don’t have time. I wake-up at 4:30 am get ready for work arrive at 6:30am stay until at least 7:30 pm sometimes later… rarely earlier. arrive home by 8:30 or 9:00pm. Who wants to go out at that time when you have to get up at 4:30 am? In order to get the proper amount of sleep I would need to be asleep by 8 pm. Not possible because it takes time to unwind from such a long day. 99 percent of the time it takes 2 hours for me to finally be relaxed enough by then I am limited to 6 hours left of time to sleep. And since I have sleep issues it takes at least another hour or two to fall asleep without the ambien. Obviously I need it to sleep however you have to have a minimum of 8 hours that can be dedicated to sleep… not possible. I would have to take it at work and then drive home… not a good idea.

Either I surrender and give up any hope of having friends and a life or I quit the job that supports me and pays my bills… hmmm I will admit I am pretty depressed lately and I am tempted to just end it all and make the pain go away. But no worries I am past that part… so I think. The idea was fleeting but who’s to say if things got bad enough that I wouldn’t try? Maybe this is all my fault…. maybe everyone can see my scars and it scares them away. What ever it is… I just know it really sucks.

Cold, cold rain..


Tonight, September 19, I decided I didn’t like who I am. I decided I’m not worth it, I decided I’ll never get anywhere. I decided alone is what I’m destined to be. I stood outside in the ice cold rain for awhile hoping to feel anything but this never ending pain. When it only made it worse I went for a run. The rain pounding my face, my chest seething with pain from the cold air pumping into my lungs, the feeling of my feet meeting the concrete time after time. I was lost in the feeling of it all. The few minutes i didn’t have to focus on the pain I feel inside. That dull ache like ice through my veins. It was sweet. It was that rare moment when I could feel something other than miserable. A cold, cold rain is all I need to dull this pain.

“I wasnt born an angel but I still try to fly. I’ve got this hole inside, nothing satisfies… What will you remember when I say goodbye? If I say goodbye

Is it wrong that we are done with yesterday? Is it wrong that we wasted all this time? Is it wrong to just throw it all away? Is it wrong to just leave it all behind? yeah, yeah

What will you remember when I say goodbye? Doesn’t really matter what I leave behind.

Cause nothing is forever. (Nothing is forever) Would you even care if I say goodbye? If I say goodbye, if I say goodbye.”
Rev Theroy: Say goodbye

Name it by what it means to you…


I loved you…so preciously, like a newborn baby not even released from the hospital wrapped up with a pink or blue blanket.

I loved you…so passionately, with the soft gentle touch of a wife’s hand cupping her husband’s face as close to her face as possible.

Tell me how can one love what she has never had.

I’ve thought about you, what you do, can I come too?

Because I loved you…so warmly like a man wrapping his arms around the fragile woman becoming her sword and shield.

Because I loved you…so calmly the way the breeze blows through my hair on such a warm, sunny day.

I want to go to a place where I am wrapped in your arms and you never let go.

Has the time passed, alas, the bright sun shining over the hill, and we are at a stand-still?

And I loved you…so dearly like a grandmother to her grand-child awakened from a frightened dream.

And I loved you…so truthfully the way husband and wife commit to each other on the wedding day.

Your light shines so brightly against me, if I am a reflection of you, I must be fly and I know why.

It could all be so simple, but I’m sleeping with a broken heart

Because I loved you…and I still do…

I refuse to wait for you.


Waiting.

Waiting.

AND waiting.

I’ve decided that I’m done with waiting.

Today, I make my decision to turn off the phone.

Turn off all the connections that leads to you.

maybe..

maybe i’ll leave the phone on silent,

so that you can call but I might not know…

maybe…

I’ll just block you from my FB but yet I’ll secretly prowl onto your FB page each morning..

STOP IT.

Its the past.

Why did we even try to reconnect again when we both know that we have our own life to move on to.

What is the purpose of telling me that you still love me and then turn around and tell me your ‘prospective dates’ available…

telling me how pretty they look…

telling how tall they are….

telling me that they are models…

I’m doing my best to support all that you need in your life now.

I’m smiling as if nothing stings….

But who am i kidding,

Today I REFUSE to wait.

I’m turning off my whatsapp…

I’m turning off my skype…

We need to end this.

Memories should remain memories.

Nothing more than that.

*BUT…. I still miss you*

Sadness is not depression


We all feel sad sometimes. Sadness is a normal emotion that can make life more interesting. Much art and poetry is inspired by sadness and melancholy. Sadness almost always accompanies loss. When we say goodbye to a loved one we usually feel sad. The sadness is even deeper if a close relationship has ended or a loved one has died.
Sadness also helps us appreciate happiness. When our mood eventually changes from sadness toward happiness, the sense of contrast adds to the enjoyment of the mood.

Just by look in our eyes, people can see the love we have, together. True love, never dies.


I wanna be the shadow when you walk around, I wanna be the soles of your shoes when your feet touch the ground. I wanna be the rain that covers your skin, at least then I know I’ll get to touch your delicious skin. I wanna be the reason that you’re smiling and laughin’.
I wanna be the glass when you take a sip, at least then I know I’ll get to touch your precious lips. I wanna be the promise, you promised you’d keep. I wanna be the postcard I send you to read, at least then I know you would hold me for a second.
But I don’t want miles between us, I just can’t stand the thought of, you being there makes my whole body ache. When it comes to missing you, I don’t have what it takes. No I don’t! ‘Cause all I have to hold is this picture, with love words written all over the back. So baby don’t you worry, we’ll fix all that.
You are the only one who gets my body to tremble of love. The only one that gets my heart to knock every single time. You give me butterflies from top to toe. You give me joy, love and a smile on my face for the rest of my life, only by saying back that you love me too.
We’ll make it, we’ll fix it. I promise, ’cause we love each other. And just by look in our eyes, people can see the love that we share, together, see the love we have, together.
True love, never dies. You know, love is a game for everyone. It’s not about who get it destroyed and give up, but who stand through and win, no matter how hard the times is, or was. We win. We always do. We’ll never die.
Forever I will love you, nothing will ever change that, my only one. THE one.  I promise.. This I really promise you, baby boo.

I miss you..


Have you ever missed someone so much that it makes you cry? That you cannot eat, sleep, work or do anything? All  you wanna do is be with that person forever and ever? Hold him/her tight, and never let go? Have you ever missed someone that was literally sitting right next to you? Like you start to realize that you’re not as close to each other as you once were. You still talk to them and everything, but not as much as you used to. You still see them, yet it’s as if you’re looking at a complete stranger. It kinda sucks too because that special bond you once had with them just disappeared in thin air. They are sitting so close to you, but you feel so distant from them. I fucking hate that feeling… And right now I have that feeling. I cannot do anything, the last two weeks I have been a ghost. Its like my body is there, but my soul is not there.