First of all I’d like ot thank the mod that IM’ed me yesterday, I really appreciate what you said. Unfortunately I couldn’t respond as I was connected through a cellular and I don’t even know how to use or delete my AIM account from the phone.
Secondly I want to thank all of you again. You guys have taken the time to keep giving wise words of advice, to a total stranger, all of you have my eternal gratitude for that as well as for the measure of comfort you’ve given me.
I wish, I really, really wish I could promise all of you that I’ll be ok, that nothing will happen, that I’ll live to see all your promises come to fruition… but I can’t. I can’t promise anything at this point.
I have atleast managed to decide not to see her until she says otherwise. Specially after last night.
After the incident at lunch I was racking my brain trying to do anything, anything at all that might make my pain go away. How crazy must I’ve been, I don’t know, but I called her a short time later to apologize…
She said that she was sorry for the cold way she had treated that she was sorry everything was a mess, that she has told him that she does not want to see him because she needs to re-evaluate her feelings for me.
I so thought that was a good sign. For a moment I was the happiest person in the world. I wanted to show her, again, how special she was to me. And I ended up doing somehting rather silly.
I know one of her favorite movies is “Better off dead” with John Cusak. I remembered one scene where he stands outside his x’s window and blasts the song that was on the first time they made love. So guess what I do?
I went to our favorite local sushi place (niko niko over in seacaucus) and got her favorite. Went, got some candles, bought batteries for my boombox and snuck down through the basement of our building to the back yard. Set up the candles, the food, and turned on the boombox.
Major miscalculation does not begin to cover it. We’re both very shy people, we’re not very outgoing, and even though we’ve lived in this apartment building for over a year we’ve never so much as taken a step in the backyard. I should have thought of that.
Rather than seeing her smile, she motioned to turn the music down and get inside.
Oh well, shaking, afraid I had just made a really, really bad decision, I gathered everythign up and took it upstairs. She asked me not to do somehting like that again, and I won’t.
So, after all that I told her I won’t ever see her again, unless she asks to see me. I tried to put on a mask of seriousness when I told her that I won’t wait forever, but the mask failed me too, and it wasn’t long before I broke down again.
How can someone do this to another person? And I don’t mean just how she hurt me, but how can she make me feel this way, like every moment of my life is in danger of pushing me over the edge, how is it that I hang on her every word, that I feel both intense pleasure and terrible sadness when she touches me?
I feel a little better now. Telling all of you about my situation helps me focus a little bit.
I still can’t promise anything though… I still don’t have anyone to talk to. Only my mother is around, and we’ve never really gotten along, I just can’t bring myself to tell her anything about how I feel (althopugh she knows what has happenned).
I’ve quit my part time job (I am mostly self-employed though now that too had taken a turn for the worst) and I’m looking for a full time job to make ends meet, and to perhaps take my mind of things.
Really, I can’t promise anything, But thankyou nonetheless. Thank you all.