So Unfair. Relationships Are a Bitch.
Okay. Yes. There it is.
If I don’t post this now, immediately after everything has disappeared, blown up, said, “See ya! Cry me a river, build me a bridge and get over it!”
…waiting to post this would NOT be a good idea. Also, I should grab my Senns to listen to tunes on baby. Waking up everyone on my floor with “break up music” would NOT be a good idea either.
I’m actually okay with it. It’s just the DrAmArAmA that came along with it, because of the nature of the relationship it was (specifically) and then of course how the other person factored in to it–NOT that she caused any DrAmA.
Well, okay. Let’s be real. There’s always DrAmA. However, when you break up with someone?
WHAT’S THE NUMBER ONE RULE?
THE MOST IMPORTANT THING!
GO FOR THE JUGULAR!!!
PEOPLE! ARE YOU SAVAGES???
The correct answer to the question if any of you even remember *straightens glasses* is this: When you break up with someone, what is the NUMBER ONE RULE? Somebody breaks up with you, you break up with somebody else, an entire relationship in your life goes…
COMPLETELY ROYAL,TOTALLY OUT OF CONTROL SAVAGALLY!!!
Okay. *removes glasses and sighs while picking up a glass of water* You’re a tough crowd. And I don’t mean that in a Charlie Chaplin sort of way. No. It would seem that you’re all a bunch of savages from perhaps the Paleolithic Period, have had some horrific relationship endings or both. Let’s try this one more time.
When you break up with someone, OH FUCK ME ALL TO HELL! PLEASE GIVE ME THE RIGHT ANSWER!!! SOMEONE!!!!
Helllooo? Does anybody know? Because let me tell ya what!
YOU’RE NOT HELPING! I’M THE ONE WHO JUST ROMANTICALLY CRASHED AND BURNED!!!
Here’s your obvious answer dimwits! When you break up with someone, whatever, the whole damn thing, what.the.fuck.do.you.do? Rule Number One. And to keep it simple stoopid fer y’all, let’s make it the only rule. Just.One.Rule.
Again, this was a specific type of relationship that honestly? I’d say are about 90% doomed from the start. But why not go for it? Everyone has their reasons. What kind of relationship? Can you read my totally trashed head, but more heart, WTF but NOOOOOOO!!! But wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can’t we still…..?……why am I surprised? WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Does that clear things up? LDR? Long…Distance…Rel…
Yes. A Long Distance Relationship (aka LDR) that lasted about three months. Actually, almost to the date! So you could very well say three months. Not that it matters. As an Aspie, I have this “number thing.” I like things to be all round and even. It makes me feel all keen and groovy. Balance and Symmetry is a PA Aspie Gig (or one of them.)
Anyway, like this whole thing was going to work? Have a look again at my completely, impossibly, and in no way researched, thus cannot be proven stats, on how many LDRs actually stay alive. I rest my case.
No, I don’t rest my case. The woman knows of my blog. Maybe this post might give her a little laugh. She was engrossed in reading it from the start. For some reason I will never know! *crosses eyes*
It’s just not going to be able to continue due to certain circumstances. That then places us in a different position. Or it did. Would a friendship be possible?
After days and even weeks? I kept chasing my tail (and maybe hers too?) to only come back to the very first answer I had given to her. Right from the start. I wanted to change. I wanted to change every time before. Too. Not to say this woman was any less important than them or her or when and that…..
I can try, but I won’t win. Then nobody wins. I can’t remain friends with my ex-girlfriends/ex-partners. I will probably still be in love with them (or if I “think” I’m not–hello unconscious mind!) That actually has happened! o.O
I am GREENGREENGREEN!!! Oh, Wee PA is SO,SO,GREENGREENGREEN!!! Jealous!Jealous!Jealous!
Not exactly happy about it, but I will admit it. That’s another hurdle. Seeing your ex- with someone else and you sit and watch, gagged sometimes, but inside, YOU ARE SCREAMING!!!
WHY HER? WHY NOT ME? I’M STILL HERE? YOU SAID YOU’D COME BACK?
…oh, yes……she’s very nice……….i’…i’m….i…iii….i’m….vv….very….hhapppy for y…ou.
“Yes, she’s very nice. I’m very happy for you.” *forces forward awkward smile and forces backward awkward tears*