I've got so much going on!
so much
so damn much...
and yet, i'm still reminded of him
Listening to 'Confessions of a Broken Heart' kind of brings me back to past xmas seasons when i would tear to any of these mellow xmas songs:
'I'll be Home for Xmas'
'Have a Merry Little Xmas'
coz... no, he's never home for Xmas and i never have a Merry little Xmas coz all i wanted was a dad.. at least for xmas time.
But i gave up hope on that since i was 13... and my attention was diverted to another type of male species...
haha.. its sick to say, i've been finding male attention to make up for the lack of paternal presence. But it is very possible.
Anyhow, I find myself fast forwarding to the present and I float above myself and see a numb being.
I just read the blog of someone who claims she's depressed and she's taking prozac pills, sleeping pills... binging on temporary love and what not.
Been there.. haven't exactly done that.
I'm proud to say I've maintained the integrity of not doing extreme bodily harm (read: carving my hands, drugs, smoking,banging of head on wall) to myself even when utterly depressed. Although i must say, the twice a week intake of alcohol and the want to drink is a sign of weakness... and that very sporadic stealing of puffs from Kaverne's cig... all just temporary relief from the hurtful circumstances... i hate it all... and i'm glad to say i'm over it..with the persistance of inner courage and without the need of external help (tho friend's care and support have helped greatly)
HOWEVER, the hurt used to be planted deep inside....
~Keeping a smile on the outside but crying myself to sleep.
~Viewing love with such idealism but treating it with such cynism.
~Not allowing myself the rightful indulges i'm entailed to... there's always the feeling of guilt
~Storing thoughts in the capacity of my mind
~Bizarre random placement of trust which backfired and hurt me more emotionally
So therefore, healthy body with an unhealthy emotional state.
Joline's still stubborn though!
She still believes there's hope, there's still unconditional love, there's still a simple life, there's still faith, there's still innocence in the evil mind...
in this life plagued with torrid events and distasteful thoughts, the smile on my face is there for a genuine cause... the laughter for a sincere message of peace... the sparkle in my eye for a better day.
I'm lost but i'm hopeful
I'm numb but I'm real
I'm down but I'm staying alive
There's just too much to live that i can't give up... She's right.
We all live a charmed life...
If only she could understand and live what she's writing...
Everything everything everything brings me back to this point:
Josh makes me smile but doesn't know how to appreciate life and manage it...
Marcus wants to pursue love but doesn't even know what love is...
I'm just so tired of convincing them to see things from my pt of view...
I'm just so tired of weaning of their clinginess...
I just wanna live my life and still stay in touch...
To love doesn't mean to own... Can't they see that?
Besides, they don't even know what they're getting themselves into...
If only they could wait... and give me a chance of solitude and peace.
Thats all i ask for, that's all i pray for, that's all i need.
As for the loves of my life:
* My mother is still being her... though sometimes i think she forgets about the existence of her daughter, if not, the fact that I'm her daughter and not a care giver/counsellor/charitable organisation/her mother
*Gretel tries to make everything right except for herself (kindda sounds like me)
*Alicia is at the lowest of low... but the strongest of strong... tell me what i can do for you alicia... just say it and i'll do it...
Unconditional love is a fantasy... coz unconditional love is typically corrupted by unspoken needs, greed, non-reciprocation, blindess, expectations, different priorities...
I see all these things but just don't know what to do with them.
I wanna say that we should all just be flowers and lead simple lives but that would be too easy... too easy for everyone and that includes you. Then whats the point in living?