Lost
You ever just look around suddenly and realize you don't know how you get somewhere? And worse you really don't know where you're going?
That would be my life
It's stupid really. I'm just tired and still sick. I should probably just go to bed.
Chapter 35 of DD depressed the hell out of me. I cried for most of it. And yeah partly it was Rory and the gang, but it was so much for myself and my own life. It hit a little too close to home, in all the wrong ways. I'm moving soonish. 73 days. I'll know NO ONE. I won't even have a job (unless I manage to find one online or something and try to get it set up before I move). But it's an adventure, and that's what I was after. It's a chance to "start over" and that too is what I was after. In fact I'm absolutely not torn at all anymore, it's definitely the right decision. The thing is that kinda sucks because it illuminates the fact that there's really nothing here for me anymore (or very little).
The last time I moved to a new city it was this one, and I was only moving about 70 miles from the town I grew up in. Not only that, but I was moving with an armful of friends. Like 8 of my friends moved into the same apartment complex as me, and MANY others moved into other parts of the city. And it was great. I can honestly say that pretty much since that year's ended I've been occasionally looking back on it and thinking, "that was really one of the best times of my life". It's cheesy but it was really like Friends in a lot of ways, we'd all just "hang out". I wouldn't go through my day thinking "gee I wonder what I'm going to do when I get home". Every night I'd hang out with my friends. Usually we'd cook dinner (that was the year I learned to cook), sometimes watch a movie or go somewhere, but most of the time we just sat around and talked. But then everything changed.
I suppose it always happens after the first year at college. About half the people ended up moving back home or transferring schools for one reason or another. I kept my same two roomates but we got a larger apartment so that one of them's girlfriend could move in, and everything was downhill from there. Completely changed our dynamic even though she was our friend too. I started my job, I was almost never home between work and school, and I drifted away from them. Several times I got the "we never see you anymore.", "you're hardly ever here" or something to that effect. It was my fault in large part, I was busy and I took them for granted. Eventually one night (when I got home from work early) we all had this ugly fight. It was never really the same after that, after that we all wanted to go our seperate ways (except the two that were dating).
I slowly lost touch with everyone else (not completely, but I don't see/talk/visit with most on a regular basis anymore). I made lots of new friends, but I didn't get especially close with any of them....I was busy. Now I've really only got one close friend left in the city. All my other friends are work friends, and they're great but the thing is I've been there so long almost everyone's come and gone, and invariably everyone that leaves loses touch after a month or so tops. Oh and I'm really sick of my job. I think I'd have quit a few months ago if I hadn't thought "well I'm moving soon anyway".
I took this personality test awhile back, can't even remember what it was called. Anyway it said that I was a "helper", that I needed to be needed. So it probably isn't so great that I'm really not. I mean it's not that I don't feel "useful", and I really do keep myself quite busy. There's never enough hours in the day, so it's not like I'm sitting around moping, and I even feel fairly well "connected" to my little world in general. My work people really do care, my old friends really do care, my family cares, heck I even think some of you guys care, and the people at my old spade league will undoubtedly welcome me back with open arms if/when I decide to return. But I'm not needed, not in that indespensible sort of way.
I'll easily be replaced at work, and gradually lose touch with everyone and they'll all be fine. If I'm lucky occasionally people will mention me fondly, or reminisce in the way that we do about the people that have left. My old friends? Well there's no denying the span of time between our "just checking in", "calling to see what was up", etc. visits is growing longer. I expect they'll always be glad to hear from me, but they don't need me either. My family's been coping fine with seeing less of me for the past few years, and they probably really will be fine when I'm even further away and visit less often. If I just quit coming here a few of you might notice, but I'm really not doing anything necessary. I go on long breaks from my spade league all the time (and am on one now), and they go on too.
And that's good. It really is, less pressure on me; more freedom. Of course I wouldn't be so selfish as to want people to be completely lost and helpless without me. And the truth is I'm fine too. I'll miss folks, I'll think back fondly on stuff, but I'll move on and be fine. It's just a little sad though; how temporary things are.
But I'll be fine tomorrow. I'll wake up and roll out of bed and hit the day running. Besides an occasional sad mood is probably healthy. This isn't one of those anxious ones. Or intensely painful. It's just a somber melancholy, a weighty repose. Blah
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