Nothing says “teh suck” like living through the plauge and now having insomnia. I have a lot of crap going through my head, job-related, but as normal mostly home related. I’m not going to try and explain my attachment to my roommate, as even I can’t define it for myself. My ex seemed to be under the impression that everything dealt with my desire to be with him – as in “a couple”. However, that doesn’t even touch it, as I readily admit that the attachment (like almost all of my other attachments) has nothing to do with sex – as my ex seemed to think. montieth and I have been through a lot together, he has helped me grow in so many ways, I can’t even begin to list them. Normally, in cases of the teacher/student, the student would be ready to go out into the world and either become a teacher, or find a new one to take them to the next level. This is vastly different. as I think there is a much deeper bond, least on my end, than the student/teacher bond.
The one we’ve come up with, is for me to move out. Well, not my ideal fix, but it will definitely fix the problem. Unfortunately, it creates a new problem – namely, it further removes me from the outside world. Of all the people that I can honestly say I know, I know myself. I know, that if I move into my own place, I will shut myself away, stay on my side of town and those who see me less will see me even fewer times. I’ve managed to keep up with most people, through here, but they will lose their connection to me, as I’m already writing less and less, as the days go by and after a move out, will probably cease writing here completely, for a while. I’m trying to wrap my head around everything, so that, when the day comes I can be better prepared. But how do you wrap your brain and psyche around completely losing the person you gave your soul to? I know there are people out there, who will never be able to understand what I mean by this, given my relationship philosophies and how I view love and intimacy. But, I did. montieth is the only person I’ve allowed all the way in. He’s the one that sees the darkest sides of me, up close and personal and sees the tormented hell that I actually exist in. How do you rearrange your being, to know that the person you allow that to, wants to cast you as far away as possible?
I know there’s a cotton candy way to couch all of this, but that doesn’t change the basis reality of the whole situation. Because I let him all the way in, it’s become a liability for him and because it’s a liability, I have to go. That realization hurts me, because I know he doesn’t feel the same way. Least, it’s not felt as deeply. Normally, it’s something I can accept and be comfy with, but for some reason this is not one of those times….