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Sometimes I feel like my life is a cartoon.
With the whole other thread I made about the medical records, it really got me thinking about how I'm so unaware of some of my actions and what they mean. Someone mentioned that the reason why I wanted to expose that girl for the pregnancy terminations was because it was out of jealousy, and maybe that was part of it but at the same time I really cared for that girl, and I think a part of me was jealous, not just of her, but of her boyfriend too. One time when we were at a bar, I danced with her and for a moment I was sort lost in this other place with her where she was mine, even if it was only for 3 or 4 minutes or so. I saw a small part of what he had, and a part of me wanted her for myself.
At the same time, I was jealous and bitter that he'd spent most of his time with her when we used to be best friends. So, maybe that's what it was deep inside and I never realized it. Maybe I was mad that they were happy and found each other, and I didn't have either one of them for myself.
That must be what it was.
I'm glad I quickly came to the realization that revealing to him that secret, if it even is a secret, was something I could never do. I considered it for a short while without even realizing the damage and pain it could cause.
Am I crazy? Do normal people go through shit like this?
Maybe life isn't a cartoon... it's a sleazy, romantic "coming of age" bull shit story with me playing the dirtbag with a heart of gold but still gets fucked over in the ending. ](*,)](/images/smilies/bang.gif)
Seriously though, I'm glad everyone talked me though that and made me wake up and actually hear what I was saying. I am a dumb fuck sometimes but whatever.
I can't believe I just posted such a deep thread talking about all this feelings and shit.
That's so gay.
With the whole other thread I made about the medical records, it really got me thinking about how I'm so unaware of some of my actions and what they mean. Someone mentioned that the reason why I wanted to expose that girl for the pregnancy terminations was because it was out of jealousy, and maybe that was part of it but at the same time I really cared for that girl, and I think a part of me was jealous, not just of her, but of her boyfriend too. One time when we were at a bar, I danced with her and for a moment I was sort lost in this other place with her where she was mine, even if it was only for 3 or 4 minutes or so. I saw a small part of what he had, and a part of me wanted her for myself.
At the same time, I was jealous and bitter that he'd spent most of his time with her when we used to be best friends. So, maybe that's what it was deep inside and I never realized it. Maybe I was mad that they were happy and found each other, and I didn't have either one of them for myself.
That must be what it was.
I'm glad I quickly came to the realization that revealing to him that secret, if it even is a secret, was something I could never do. I considered it for a short while without even realizing the damage and pain it could cause.
Am I crazy? Do normal people go through shit like this?
Maybe life isn't a cartoon... it's a sleazy, romantic "coming of age" bull shit story with me playing the dirtbag with a heart of gold but still gets fucked over in the ending.
 ](*,)](/images/smilies/bang.gif)
Seriously though, I'm glad everyone talked me though that and made me wake up and actually hear what I was saying. I am a dumb fuck sometimes but whatever.
I can't believe I just posted such a deep thread talking about all this feelings and shit.


