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Oct. 23rd, 2012 07:15 pmLight and I are scratchy-throated sick.
I'm hitting a wall in therapy, the same wall I hit over and over again. I'm mostly adept at examining day-to-day issues, or even the year-to-year, but I suck at the older stories, I barely know how to talk about them without descending into glibness, without using the words I've found to make them only almost-real. But we talked about how I understand any disappointment as my fault, my mismanaged expectations.
Delight posted about friendship, and there were some answers that made me uncomfortable. I know that I'm too much, or I know that I ask for more than I'll ever get, but I still think friendships are not inert. Sure, there are friendships that I can put down for years, and we'll still be friends years later if we get in touch. But there are also the kind that grow and adapt, and I think, that it's not the worst thing in the world to occasionally water gardens.
Applesauce, frozen yogurt and cold medicine. (combining the first two, taking the last one separately).
I'm hitting a wall in therapy, the same wall I hit over and over again. I'm mostly adept at examining day-to-day issues, or even the year-to-year, but I suck at the older stories, I barely know how to talk about them without descending into glibness, without using the words I've found to make them only almost-real. But we talked about how I understand any disappointment as my fault, my mismanaged expectations.
Delight posted about friendship, and there were some answers that made me uncomfortable. I know that I'm too much, or I know that I ask for more than I'll ever get, but I still think friendships are not inert. Sure, there are friendships that I can put down for years, and we'll still be friends years later if we get in touch. But there are also the kind that grow and adapt, and I think, that it's not the worst thing in the world to occasionally water gardens.
Applesauce, frozen yogurt and cold medicine. (combining the first two, taking the last one separately).