This past week has been overwhelming and I think I’ll be processing it for awhile. In one week I left a job and started a new one; my mom had successful surgery to remove her cancer; and I walked away from someone I love because it’s the right thing to do. All of these are endings of a sort – ending of a career path, life, and a relationship…but I’m doing my best to focus on them each being the first step to a fresh start, new beginnings, and that should be exciting yah? The problem is I’m scared and I’ve practically had to give up on wearing mascara because I’m crying all the time.
I believe we control our own life but at the same time I do believe life isn’t 100% controllable, fate (destiny, randomness, whatever-you-want-to-call-it) steps in and brings people together. I may choose to go to the bookstore but I don’t control who else goes there as well. So going there, me ; what happens there, fate…sorta. And right now, I feel like I made choices, I made decisions that I feel are the right thing (if things can be reduces to right or wrong), right for me and right for those I care about and now it’s like fate is going to step in and let me know where to go and that is fucking scary.
I really disliked my old job, I was bitter and cranky about working there but I was comfortable with my co-workers, I understood the job, and was able to do the job well and without much effort. Now I’m going into a job that piques my interest, has a creative and collaborative environment and I’m scared to fail. I also realize I could be incredibly successful but it’s the failure possibilities that eating away at me.
My mom’s cancer. This brings up such old wounds from when my dad had cancer and today being father’s day just makes this all more intense. Thankfully my mom’s surgery was successful, she will recover and this was just a lil blip on her health radar… but it’s still scary. And I’m trying not to dwell on what could have happened and just be happy it was caught early.
Love. The topic I could talk forever about I feel.
I feel like songs make more sense, movies make more sense, colors are brighter, the sidewalk sparkles… it’s like I finally understand what the fuss was all about and people are so devastated when it’s gone. I had a whirlwind romance – it was intense, passionate, caring, thoughtful, and totally bad timing. There is some saying that nothing happens at a good time, it happens when it’s suppose to. I get it, I just wish this romance could have happened when it’s time wasn’t limited – but then maybe that limitation added to it’s urgency and passion…I don’t know. I just feel like this person helped me see myself and world differently and inspired me to go beyond myself and because of how much I care and love him, I knew, he knew, we had to walk away. He and I could have continued as we were, but the fact would remain that we couldn’t really be together unless things are figured out and truthfully it wasn’t fair to either of us to remain in the relationship, we need space and time to figure things out. And that’s not like a I need space for a week to think, it’s like I have life decisions to make and being together doesn’t assist in making those decisions. I’ve been struggling with why something so great had to be so temporary and I get dramatic and think I’ll never see him again and that scares me, so I start hoping for another chance later, soon, not in the the distance future, but than I get scared that might not happen – the reality is I don’t know what will happen and that’s the scariest part. I guess I like imagining it is a real possibility. I actually talked a lot with my mom today about life and relationships and was surprised at her perspective on the subjects. I learned more about her past relationship history then I knew before and even more firmly believe that space will only be good for him and me. People weave in and out of our lives, sometimes people repeat this pattern over and over, sometimes not. And who knows what will happen with him, and me, and with us – the possibilities are limitless – This maybe a single chapter of my life, a whole book, or a series. I think some people have an affect on you and no matter what happens, whenever they come back in your life – either by fate or by your own doing…it will make you stop and take notice even more so than the first time around. He and I have been on the same wavelength on just about everything, I can’t imagine that we’ll end up on a different wavelength.