Monday, September 26, 2011

Pity, party of One

For as long as I can remember,  when I hurt inside, I write.

Tonight, I'm hurting inside.  It's a physical pain of sore muscles, a terrible headache, and a stiff neck and back.   It's also an emotional pain of loneliness.   It is human nature to want comfort in your hurts - and there is no one here except me tonight.

The man I want to have beside me is two hours away,  and busy with work, and children, and school.  I feel neglected, as he hasn't answered the two messages I've left yet - and pride will not let me send a third.

The man I'd settle for having beside me is only a fuck buddy.  I daren't ask him to come over, because what I need is affectionate and healing touch  - and I don't think he's ready to offer that to me.

So here I am - Pity, party of one.   Sad, sore, aching, and lonely.   I knew there would be days and nights like this when I left my marriage.  I knew I had to be willing to face them.  And I am.  And I'm strong enough to survive this...   it just hurts. I hurt.  I want someone to care for me, and I hate the feeling that I'm not worth caring for.   I know these thoughts are a legacy of that marriage I left - but oh my God... it's hard to get rid of them.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Dinner

So.... I don't have a crush on him.  But there's still a strong dose of lust.   

The answer for now is that I will still date Deity, and he will have priority in scheduling plans.  Until it's possible to live closer to Deity,  I will be playing with Dancer.  I don't anticipate anything long-term or serious with him, but it's hard to resist the physical pull.   Until I make a permanent promise, I will be having fun with both of them.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Innoculations

In the past month of resuming a friendship with Dancer....  this is what I know now that I couldn't figure out when I was stuck in "lust/crush" mode with him.
He is happy with the life he has.  It is a life that is fun, and carefree, and late nights with friends.  It is a "fancier" life than the one  I lead.  This isn't bad.  It's enjoyable.  It's no strings attached.  It's a life that appreciates fleeting beauty and moments of pleasure.  It's not a deeply entwined life that gets richer with time.    It's not the kind of life I want.

My internal analysis says that Dancer prefers his life this way, with tenuous emotional connection to "others" in order to keep himself separate, and private, and safe.  He is self-contained.  He enjoys people, but only to a certain degree of closeness, and it's best to not overstep the bounds he imposes. He has close friends, and he clearly adores them - so it's not that he doesn't have feelings - it's just that he's very very careful with them.   It's entirely possible that he will find someone eventually that makes him want to let his guard down - but I know that I do not want to throw myself against defensive towers anymore.  I did that in my marriage.  I almost broke myself trying to get in.  I don't need to do that again.

And it's also pride for me - if you want to be with me - be with me. Work for it.  Make it happen.  He has enough other options that he doesn't need to be the pursuer.  But at the same time- I might need to be pursued.   I'm worth the effort.

Those are my thoughts.  At least some of them.  Anyway - it is nice to know that being friends again was the right choice. It has helped me to get over my crush and see with open eyes.