And I'm writing it in the sky so everyone knows it and doesn't feel so bad.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Crud Is The Most Normal Feeling
I posted this awhile back on The Boat, but given what so many of my friends are going through, I think it's worth a re-post. It's a cartoon that I tore out of the Village Voice in 1990, after a breakup, and I've carried it around ever since. It now lives on my refrigerator.
And I'm writing it in the sky so everyone knows it and doesn't feel so bad.
And I'm writing it in the sky so everyone knows it and doesn't feel so bad.
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"...and have to have discussions."
Loved that.
How about when you love someone and do something that seems fine at the time but turns out to be so utterly thoughtless and selfish that you think maybe you aren't even worthy of seeing the person again because you feel like such crud? I mean, that could happen ... hypothetically speaking.
Hmm. Paula, you said a mouthful there.
Or, how about, you do things to make someone fall all in love with you and make the person think that you are falling all in love with her, too, like, oh, saying, "I'm on my way to falling in love with you," and then just as she says, "Ok, maybe I can do this, for once," and starts to get comfortable with that idea, you yank the rug out from under her and say, "PSYYYYCH, bitch! I was just fuckin' witcha. Hahahahahahah."
Do you think that falls under the cruddy feeling of love?
Oof to both. Or, maybe, it's possible it could happen that you decide to goof around with someone you know you are totally not compatible with because your marriage has become cruddy and this guy's totally safe because there's nothing sexily appealing about him besides the way he flirts, he's actually not attractive as far as you think of him and you start talking and he's interested in goofing around but if the L word is uttered he's out of there faster than something really fast and then you both find out that woops holy flying fuck I feel this way about you? That's inconvenient and impossible and now we have to say goodbye and it doesn't matter that this is the best we've ever had in so many ways oh well too bad so sad.
I'm pounding my head on my desk and laughing hysterically at how we get ourselves into these situations. We are not stupid or inconsequential women, isn't this crap supposed to be deflected by some Wonder Woman bracelets that protect the smart girls?
Thank you, Serenebabe, that aerated my soul nicely.
Oh man, oh man, oh man.
I don't know what else to say except, oh man.
As Oz said to the Tin Man: Hearts can never be made practical until they can be made unbreakable.
Back to my soul-scrubbing email purge. A pattern of behavior is emerging that I wish I had noticed sooner. I'm going from sad to terrifically pissed.
Right. We are NOT stupid women. These things we did all made perfect sense at the time. :::banging head on desk:::
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