I have always struggled with making big decisions, well ok maybe even small ones! I need to go around all the shops just in case there’s something better or cheaper before I decide what to buy. I write list after list of what to do with my life I want a plan but I often fail to act on it. Leave things status quo, hoping something will happen or someone will come along to help me take on a new direction. I go hot and cold on ideas, pros and cons lists get written every so often. Usually I’m just going over the same thing mulling it over and over and over…I drive myself nuts. I know I’m cautious, in life and in love. I’m 32 and have been single for 9 years. I hate saying that. I feel like I’ve wasted my youth, I crave to be loved. I have a lot to give. But I haven’t met the right person. I’ve been on dates, tried the online thing. But if I don’t feel a connection I back off straight away. I cant let anyone get close, let them in unless I feel it’s going to go somewhere. I flick between wondering if I just haven’t met the right guy or if it’s an intense defense mechanism I’ve subconsciously learnt to push them away to prevent feeling loss if it doesn’t work out.
My Mum died in June 2008, 5 days before my 23rd birthday. I had been seeing a guy for a few months which ended in April of that year. We stayed in touch it was always more casual to him so I’m actually glad he ended it then, she had just started to get sick and it wasn’t fair to have to deal with me and all the emotional darkness that was to come. I still felt cheated though just not having someone to comfort me through my grief. There’s times when you just need a hug or to know someone’s thinking of you. I went through it alone, and year after year it continued. I found I wasn’t in the right headspace to meet anyone I could trust with this big Thing that was in the forefront of my mind every day for a year until it gradually subsided and i started to process. I didn’t want someone else to grieve over. I didn’t want to let someone in if they weren’t ready to take on the burden of a girl with grief on her shoulders. So my 20s were interrupted with something I shouldn’t have had to go through for 30 years. I lost focus I lost my path a little. And I feel like I retreated into my shell. My friend circle was small and there never seemed to be anyone new or ways to meet guys even when I was ready. Always found a reason to say no. I am hoping next year will be my year.. my time to feel love and also gain direction in other areas of my life.
So I guess I just want to try & share my thoughts and maybe post some poetry old and new whatever pops into my head.