It really hurts snuggling up to your last POA at night and wondering how long you have him for also? It hurts worrying yourself into a state of insanity wondering if he is going to avoid you over the next week? Month? How can I possibly survive without his attention? How can I make myself smarter? More beautiful? More appealing in order to keep his attention focused on myself. This is the constant struggle that I put myself through which really hurt me.
I enjoy snuggling up in my own bed alone at night and knowing I have the esteem, clarity and control with no hurts to have to tend to the next morning.
Post by brainhealth on Jul 1, 2012 12:12:08 GMT -8
It's only now that I understand the poetry I studied for my leaving certificate (O/A levels) . One poem that comes to mind is "The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock". I think TS Eliott wrote it. But Requin the words of your first line reminded me about this poem this evening. The poem talks about a decision, "do I dare, do I dare". Proufrock is obviously some sort of relationship addict/love addict just like us!
I found hugging a pillow helps. Try it.
Decide where you want to be, then take the steps to be there. But, most important of all, believe that you can get you there.