Sunday, 11 October 2015

Stoned in my best friend's room


Sometimes I miss being with somebody and think of how I am ready to be with somebody again. Unfortunately, when I eventually meet somebody, I turn out to be a totally different person and be crap.

I don't really know why this happens. I don't teally know how I become totally realistic about things and still be in love. It seems it doesn't come together. Or simply means I am not cut out to handle the drama that comes in every relationship. Somehow I beg to believe I am capable of being the stage girlfriend and be loved by his mother, his sister, his best friend, his kid, or even his lingering ex, and everybody else be hapoy that I am there.

I cannot being my old self back because my old self being in love isn't a pleasure to be around with. But rather an annoyance to the people who are realists and are experts in relationships.

My dreams of being part of making-the-world-a-better-place bandwagon is still here in my head and I just long to find my purpose and be out there but I also can't help the thing I will be missing out on: marriage. I have sacrificed so much to people I fell in love with, I gave them my everything and even with the first person NOBODY knew I loved, he would never fully understand why things are the way they are. What ifs are not my thing and this is how I choose to move on. 

In between


Waiting is the hard part. My mind is wandering endlessly and restlessly of what is yet to come.

I am going on a vacation in San Francisco in four days and I should be excited about but I could not get myself to feel that way because of so many things:
-Julie got dengue and she is still in the hospital for internal bleeding.
-Today, a Sunday, I was told that the fresh graduate I was supposed to offer retracted his application and I need to close it before I leave.
-There is a new hire starting tomorrow and truthfully struggling her trainings and reminders.
-The newsletter is not yet fully completed.
-I am hoping no new disbursements will come in this week.
-There's still a typhoon

Overall I have little faith that my anxiety will be put at ease. I want to find time to do things I want to do and not be rattled by problems worries and fears.