Pity Party Anyone?
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I have a question....what do you do when you love someone so much it hurts, but they don't love you back? Do you gather up what dignity you have left and move on? Or do you realise that this person is so special that you just can't pass them by, and simply have them as a friend, even though you find it impossible to shake of the fact that you completely adore them? If only feelings were easy huh. If only it was just a black or white answer. A simple yes or no. Instead I feel like I am lost somewhere in the grey area. I am only feeling like this because of my frame of mind today. I feel kind of restless, and for lack of a better word, blah! I want to do something, but I don't know what. I'm not unhappy, yet I don't feel happy. I am in no mans land. Somewhere in the middle. The weather has reflected my mood today. One minute it is raining madly, and the next it is really sunny. We just can't make up our mind today. I blame this partly on my lack of sleep. For the last week or so I have just not slept, and when I have it is restless and hot and horrible and I wake up feeling more tired than I went to bed. My sleeping isn't great at the best of times. I nap like a three year old child. It's pretty bad. By early evening I am ready to crawl into bed ane get a good hours sleep. Currently I can't even nap. I don't know if it's things on my mind or what. I just can't explain it. I am the type of person that thinks about things. I think, and I think until I find a solution. Things generally don't bother me for longer than a day. There is a problem though. I don't know what's bothering me.
The question I asked at the start of this blog may have something to do with it. I feel kind of lost, and you know what would be really nice right now? Just to have someone to give me a big hug and say everything is going to be alright, and for them to really mean it, and for them to really care. There it is, bang! I know what's bothering me. Wow.....writing really is good therapy. Something happened this week in my family, well it's an ongoing thing, and I could tell that no one really had faith in me. That hurt. The people that loved me most weren't there to support me, and they should of. There was only one person who was there for me, and would you believe it is the person that lead me to ask that question at the start of my blog? The people that do love me, weren't there for me. Isn't it ironic...don't you think? *sigh* Life is funny sometimes. When I was younger I thought I would meet my prince charming. I truely believed that there was someone out there for everyone. Like they were just made for you. A perfect fit. Maybe that's my problem, maybe I am a misfit...I would laugh at that...but I'm not in the mood. I feel a chick flick and ice-cream coming on. Anyone fancy coming to my pity party? You have to provide your own ice-cream though
I feel I should write some more, but I just don't have a great deal to say, and maybe that's lucky. Everyone needs a good moan at times....this is just mine!
The question I asked at the start of this blog may have something to do with it. I feel kind of lost, and you know what would be really nice right now? Just to have someone to give me a big hug and say everything is going to be alright, and for them to really mean it, and for them to really care. There it is, bang! I know what's bothering me. Wow.....writing really is good therapy. Something happened this week in my family, well it's an ongoing thing, and I could tell that no one really had faith in me. That hurt. The people that loved me most weren't there to support me, and they should of. There was only one person who was there for me, and would you believe it is the person that lead me to ask that question at the start of my blog? The people that do love me, weren't there for me. Isn't it ironic...don't you think? *sigh* Life is funny sometimes. When I was younger I thought I would meet my prince charming. I truely believed that there was someone out there for everyone. Like they were just made for you. A perfect fit. Maybe that's my problem, maybe I am a misfit...I would laugh at that...but I'm not in the mood. I feel a chick flick and ice-cream coming on. Anyone fancy coming to my pity party? You have to provide your own ice-cream though
I feel I should write some more, but I just don't have a great deal to say, and maybe that's lucky. Everyone needs a good moan at times....this is just mine!
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