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Today after work I went to take a nap…I failed. I laid in bed and tried to close my eyes, my brain was like a run on sentence. When I opened my eyes all I seen was the huge matted collage of our family pictures. From when we were a family…or so I thought. I’ve made a hard decision, probably the hardest I’ve ever had to make. D and I broke up last night. We always said that we would stay friends if we ever broke up.

I can’t do it. I can’t watch her life go on without me, it hurts too much, I can’t ignore the anger I feel from things she said. It isn’t easy for me to push her away completely however, I know that’s the only way I can move on and get over this hump. I’m trying to separate her from me. I went on a rampage today and took down all the pictures….except I can’t bring myself to throw them away.

If we aren’t meant to be together then why does it hurt so bad? I’m trying to listen to my brain instead of my heart this time….there’s been about a million and one times I wanted to grab the phone to text her about something or call her. We had a ritual, when we were on smoke breaks or leaving home from work, we called each other every single time. Do you know I got out of work and I couldn’t wait to call her? Except, I can’t anymore. My heart is so broken. It’s like there’s a piece of me, right down there in the center of my chest, that has been ripped out. I feel so empty. I don’t even want to sleep because that’s when it’s the worst. I’ve tried turning on music, the tv, writing, drawing, reading….I can’t focus on anything! My brain just runs and runs…..I wish half the batteries I bought were this persistent.

We had so many good times, bad time, goofy times, cute times…and so much. How do I function without her? I’ve written probably 30 notes to her, tossed them in the garbage, then started over. I have the worst mood swings, one minute I’m crying, the next I’m angry and starting to throw things out, then I’m perfectly calm about the situation…then I got back to the crying bit. The ocean has nothing on my tears.

I’ve gone as far as googling ways to get over your girlfriend…tried hanging out with friends, played with the kids, cleaned up the house, and watched some brainless television. EVERYTHING reminds me of her….every last effing thing. I’m just at a crossroads. I want her in my life, I want to love her, I want her to love me, I want a family. But, it’s not in the cards for us. We are way to different…..see this is my brain trying to talk my heart out of feeling what I feel.

I’ve heard everyone say that it’ll get easier, or it’s for the best, or it’s about time….well, thanks guys, thanks for supporting my breaking heart. See here I go getting to the angry part. Perhaps it’s time for me to try to shut off…….I’ll be back if that doesn’t happen.

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It seems so easy to do. Just lie your precious head down on a pillow, wrap up in a warm blanket, and drift off into dreamland. Easy? Not lately. I lay in bed hoping to get to that comfy, happy place….and BAM my brain doesn’t shut off, my legs don’t sit still, and I need to do something. I get up for a drink of water, a smoke, to make sure the doors are locked……then slowly but surely I come to my computer. One punch of the power button, a flash of the screen, and I’m in my happy place for insomnia. Nothing like the feel of my fingers flying over the keys to release my thoughts.

So let’s talk about what’s on my brain tonight. I have two one year olds sleeping in my bedroom, well one in the bedroom and one (who threw a fit) wrapped in a blanket on the dining room floor. It’s been a while since I’ve had the babyness in my home. It’s a comfort for me in ways and in others I’m a nervous wreck. My house is far from baby proofed, or even baby friendly anymore. My baby is four years old going on 35 so she pretty much knows what to touch and what not to. It’s funny though, how somethings are so natural, even after not having a baby around in years. Patience floods back to you….that patience only used for babies. (and idiots) There’s also a sixth sense mothers have, like eyes in the back of their head. NO REALLY!! It’s so true. With babies around it’s intensified by a million.

I miss having babies, I want more, like an orphanage of small, cute, plump babies. Maybe I should get a puppy….

I guess I feel a little better. A short blog, a looooong journal entry, and some sweet tea. I’ve got the regular American dream right here….

Sleeplessly Yours,

Random Insomnia Girl

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This is the title of my first paper for Ethics: Cultural Diversity. There is a text-book, but for research purposes it’s limited to explaining definitions of things like: Migration, Annexation, or colonization. Which can I say that migration seems like it’s almost the same as emigration and immigration except with different terminology? All of them involve another race moving into a foreign country in some way. If we look at the technicalities than yeah, I guess I see the difference….but nothing like confusing the over worked college student/single working mother. So I’m trying to “research” on the web to find quality sources of information….so far, nothing useful. Wikipedia and Answers.com are not viable research options, which of course is the two most popular searches for my subject. YAY! Go internet of useless information. It may just be time to bust out the old traditional research method….the library.

I must say there is some kind of romanticism to studying in the library amongst dusty books…with a notepad and a pencil. Nostalgia is tugging at my memory…pulling on my heart-strings. I’m the hopeless romantic at heart who loves old vintage ways of expression…which is probably why I still carry a journal with a pen. I can’t say that I use pencils that often anymore but there’s nothing like the feeling of the pen gliding over paper, filling it with words of creation, the soul of thought. Sometimes I feel like I should have been born a long time ago, in a different era. Where time was slow and the world wasn’t in such a hurry to get no where. Back when people savored the day in every moment.

But, here I am, where in less than a half hour I can mass email, txt, and contact every person I know, pick up dinner, eat, and find a good movie. Usually….all at the same time. I need a nice long vacation in Spain, where time doesn’t dictate what I’m doing, there’s no rush to be here or there. We can just be.

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Some bloggers would like to blog the news and comment on current events. So should we as bloggers be held to a certain standard of writing, shall we say, grammatically correct? Or is blogging a looser type of writing where our freedom to express emotion should be worth more than where we place our comma’s? Oh, the topics we see on the blog network. Sex with robots who are taking over the world….WHAT? Obama: What will he do next?….if I want to know I will check CNN, thanks.

Blogging has not been an everyday thing for me, for the last..oh we will say year or so. HOWEVER!!!, I would like to point out that this is somewhere for me to express MY opinions. I do not profess to have the knowledge of the universe or anything of the sort. I like to bitch, whine, complain, and also gush and love about good things too. Please, you journalistic high and mighties, do not take away my relaxable writing moments.

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