Sunday, 18 November 2012

'Friendly Conversation'


Sometimes the hardest thing to do is what’s best for you. We are creatures of habit. We fall into patterns, live by routines, thrive on gossiping and rely on relationships far more deeply than we realise. Then things turn, for a number of reasons. Patterns end, routines change, gossip becomes less important and relationships evolve. Your partner becomes a complete stranger, someone you wouldn’t think to start a conversation with. Your best friends give up on you when you grieve, and you’re lost, but somehow you’re surrounded with a new set of people and you’re still happy. This makes you wonder. ‘How can I be happy when the two people I never thought I would live without are simply names that occasionally pop up in my Facebook newsfeed?‘ 

Facebook relationships mean so little, and it’s like an epiphany.

All 14 year olds think they’re going to be with their partner forever, and the ones that are, are one of life’s small miracles, and you’ll get over this fast.

But your best friend, the person you spend every possible moment with, who you tell everything to and take everything out on, when they give up on you it’s like you’re planet Earth and China has gone missing – there’s not a lot left. You can try to reinvent what you know was once there, you can search within yourself and your memories to figure out what happened, but you can’t find a person that doesn't want to be found, particularly the most important person in the world.

You can wait. You can pass out a lifeline and make sure they know you’re looking. You can babble and babble and hope that some of the babble will make sense to them in the way best friend babble should. You can do lots of things, but there’s a point where you have to stop and wait for a response. It’s when you don’t get a response that you realise perhaps this could be a good change. That perhaps the person you lost isn't going to be found, but you keep that lifeline there anyway. Just in case, and you hope.
You can wonder why you would do such a thing, when all else fails, why leave a line hanging over the edge if it seems no one will ever grab it? This is when you need to remember the happy, the laughter that gave you the best ab work outs of your life, the smile that was the most comforting expression in the world, the arms that hugged all the bad away, the shoulder that was drenched in many a tear, the legs that would of chased you anywhere if it was what you needed, the hands that were the only hands allowed to slap you across the face because they knew when it had to be done. When you can write all these things along your lifeline, you can leave it hanging until your person is ready to grab on and read your thoughts. Hope it’s not hanging long, but don’t worry, because if they’re really your person, they’ll read it one day.

Maybe they just have to remember who you are. Maybe they lost sight of that somewhere along the way. Maybe they’re just as lost as you and can’t fathom what to do about it. Maybe they are fine, they aren't your person after all, and you’re stuck wasting your worry.

Maybe it was what you both needed, and when you need each other back you’ll both be there.

It’s kind of pointless to worry about some of it. You aren't the kind of person that would be happy with a half-hearted relationship, or a bad job. You might worry about your future successes or failures, but success in life comes in many different avenues and no success is sweeter than one that follows failure. In reality there’s no such thing as a loser or someone who is less important than someone else, there are only those who lose their way or aren't lucky enough to be surrounded by people who love and guide them through life. We've got that so there’s no need to worry. Hell, there’s every chance you’ll fail your next life challenge, trip over your next hurdle, but if you think about that or worry over it, you’re wasting energy you could be using to achieve your goals.

And so for my best friend, I’ll leave the lifeline hanging, but now it’s up to them to grasp the other end. 


18.11.12 ~ The Tainted

Tuesday, 13 November 2012

Dear Ex Boyfriend,


A year and a day and so many pieces have changed.
Friends, lovers, mentors, pass times, me.
A completely new world and way of life
All because of one painful sentence;
Because of you;
And it’s times like this where I feel I haven’t thanked you enough.
As this is what you gave me.
This is where your words led me.
To these people, these new friends and this new me,
To this new kind of happiness,
Different to anything I’ve ever felt before.
A place where I’m enough
Where what I believe in is okay
Where what I choose is acceptable
Where I can be at peace with myself and not need your approval.
So thank you.
Thank you for lying to me, making it more difficult to trust
Thank you for tearing down my love, building the wall that now has to be climbed
Thank you for leaving me out, allowing me to forget friendship that is not true
Thank you for giving me the ability to recognise my own beauty and be comfortable in it.
(Yes, I can now walk around with no clothes and a head held high.)
                                                                     So thank you. 

Forever in your debt, 
Ex Girlfriend. 


13.11.12 ~ The Tainted