the question is the answer
They say hindsight is 20-20, but I look back on lots and lots of stupid things I've done and can't decide what I should have done differently.
Should I have said goodbye to that asshole after two months? Four months? When did the bad behavior get bad enough? There are a lot of points where I could / should have made a different decision.
Everyone else seems to know what they should have done differently. But I see everything all connected, like a huge spider web covered in dew, the cranky spider scowling in a corner, saying, "Don't fuck with my web."
How could I change one thing without changing everything? I know it's a thought experiment. I'm trying to learn from my mistakes and see what I could have done better, so I can feel ok about the future. I should forget about the spider.
The good and bad is all mixed together. I might have a better idea in a few years. I can curse the day I met someone. But really, I needed certain things they gave me, which is why I jumped into it in the first place.
I really have no idea, what I should have done differently. Maybe I need some special past-glasses. Hindsight seems like I'm legally blind, honestly.
This morning I was lying in bed, crying-scared of my own feelings, the vulnerability and trusting people. Loving people. I was touching my own arms and telling myself, "You're ok. Your feelings are ok. I trust you. I trust your feelings--you're good."
I was listening to me say these things to me, and having a hard time believing myself, honestly. I've led myself down some really shady paths. I'm talking maximum shady. I'm telling you--the trees were thick and curved all the way over the path menacingly. It was a very scary path tunnel in the dark. The moonlight was not really getting thru.
I want to say my mistakes were learning experiences, I'm glad for what I learned, and I'm stronger now. Lots of optimistic cliches.
But can I trust myself, with myself? I guess I don't really have a choice.
I was trying to explain to a stranger on a zoom, the other day, how if you have a fault, you can embrace your fault and it can be your strength. I'm really into how the problem is the solution. Two sides of a coin.
If you're really bad at tense, in stories, then write stories where flashbacks and regular time are all mixed together, and make it a lovely feature, rather than a flaw, right? Become the queen of that. Be the expert on messing up the tense, until there's a wikipedia article about mixing up tense that cites you.
If I am too emotional and make weird choices and get in to trouble too much, could that be my feature? Maybe I can say that's me, it's ok, apologize a lot afterward, to everyone who watched me drag myself thru the mud, and start over.
Another strength I have is my resilient naivety. Or naive resilience.
Well, sorry to everyone who's watched me drag myself thru the mud. Thank you for forgiving me and smiling appreciatively afterward.
Should I have said goodbye to that asshole after two months? Four months? When did the bad behavior get bad enough? There are a lot of points where I could / should have made a different decision.
Everyone else seems to know what they should have done differently. But I see everything all connected, like a huge spider web covered in dew, the cranky spider scowling in a corner, saying, "Don't fuck with my web."
How could I change one thing without changing everything? I know it's a thought experiment. I'm trying to learn from my mistakes and see what I could have done better, so I can feel ok about the future. I should forget about the spider.
The good and bad is all mixed together. I might have a better idea in a few years. I can curse the day I met someone. But really, I needed certain things they gave me, which is why I jumped into it in the first place.
I really have no idea, what I should have done differently. Maybe I need some special past-glasses. Hindsight seems like I'm legally blind, honestly.
This morning I was lying in bed, crying-scared of my own feelings, the vulnerability and trusting people. Loving people. I was touching my own arms and telling myself, "You're ok. Your feelings are ok. I trust you. I trust your feelings--you're good."
I was listening to me say these things to me, and having a hard time believing myself, honestly. I've led myself down some really shady paths. I'm talking maximum shady. I'm telling you--the trees were thick and curved all the way over the path menacingly. It was a very scary path tunnel in the dark. The moonlight was not really getting thru.
I want to say my mistakes were learning experiences, I'm glad for what I learned, and I'm stronger now. Lots of optimistic cliches.
But can I trust myself, with myself? I guess I don't really have a choice.
I was trying to explain to a stranger on a zoom, the other day, how if you have a fault, you can embrace your fault and it can be your strength. I'm really into how the problem is the solution. Two sides of a coin.
If you're really bad at tense, in stories, then write stories where flashbacks and regular time are all mixed together, and make it a lovely feature, rather than a flaw, right? Become the queen of that. Be the expert on messing up the tense, until there's a wikipedia article about mixing up tense that cites you.
If I am too emotional and make weird choices and get in to trouble too much, could that be my feature? Maybe I can say that's me, it's ok, apologize a lot afterward, to everyone who watched me drag myself thru the mud, and start over.
Another strength I have is my resilient naivety. Or naive resilience.
Well, sorry to everyone who's watched me drag myself thru the mud. Thank you for forgiving me and smiling appreciatively afterward.
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