by me myself and i » Sat May 28, 2011 3:41 pm
love,my heart crys out for it, yearns for it as far back as i can remember yet somehow it is what i fear the most it is what i believed has caused me the most hurt and loss along with those i have loved, so much so that i have not owned a bed for near on 20 years maybe more my thoughts on this back then were if i didnt have a bed id be less inclined to chat to the ladies not that i was ever any good at it anyway and even less inclined to bring one home if i did get that far and that lengthens the odds of me getting hurt again i have realized now that this is so not really helping me,i have lost count of the amount of similar things i have done to protect myself over the decades im comfortable where live now for the moment but i know when i start to feel not so or feel suffocated by it or the town im in ill take what i can as fast as i can and move to another anything that dont fit in the car gets left behind i dont generally own cupboards or wardrobes for the same reason and i move alot and im seeing that this is not very good for me either not to mention exhausting most of the few people i know never know where i live and i never entertain fewer have my phone number i have lots of little trinkets i put in a box and hardly ever look at them i will make people hate me and fear me if i feel they have wronged me so they will never come near me again and so i cant go back to them and i know now this too is not how i should be i go to visit a friend and drive past their house and go home again i have different little fantasies fo fill different voids in my life, voids ive created,i mimic things words actions of others ive learned and copied since way back when to aid me in situations that i find hard to cope with, cant be good either i stopped substance abuse and alcohol and gambling some years back still trying to figure that out anyway that was a good thing so thats a couple of more things about me, i think ill stop it will take longer then forever there is so much.