I've been thinking about the things that I'm going to try to do differently now.
I'm going to try not to be so available. I stopped my world for him-- seriously. Skipped classes, cancelled plans, answered the 2 a.m. calls, bailed him out big time (long story that I really shouldn't tell... a first, right?). I don't regret having done some of that stuff, but all of it? Yeah. Why did I do that? And then, suddenly, I establish myself as submissive or spineless or dependent or something... I'm not that way. I guess that I was caught so off my guard that I was defenseless. He told me things I wasn't expecting to hear.
I need to have a life that is separate from them. I guess that comes with the "not being so available" thing. Yes, it has the chance to be really fulfilling and great, but that doesn't mean that I can suddenly neglect all of the other things that give meaning to my life. I was way too dependent. I was way too desperate to have that void filled, so nothing else seemed to matter. I'm gradually realizing that it left me in kind of a crappy position. Thank goodness it isn't too far off from the time I'll be leaving here to go home, but still...
I need to be ok with the person that I am. I can't expect to find someone that likes me for me if I don't act like myself around them. I was looking for validation or something, and I found it, but it really isn't validation if those sentiments didn't exist independently within me.
I'm not bitter-- for real. I'm not mad. I still like him a lot. I still miss him a lot. I guess I just want to change and somehow do a better job of this next time around... if there is one?
I never asked for anything in return. Should I have? Am I really crappy at maintaining relationships? Do I suck at dating? haha. I have no idea. Maybe I can find someone else who's equally as bad, but then maybe nothing would ever come to fruition.
Well, I've got the whole summer to do some self-evaluation, I guess.
Ahora, ha parado de llover el corazon. Todavia me duele, pero asi es la vida... tengo paz, por lo menos, y eso me basta.
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