Let it go, man…
If you’re someone who knows me, then you know that I can be a bit obsessive about things. I HAVE TO HAVE ANSWERS. A sure way to drive me insane is not to give me answers on things. Among some of my other awesome traits [note sarcasm], thing is a real shitty one because I can waste a lot of time and energy wondering why [insert bullshit] happened and why I don’t have an answer about it. So, what the fuck am I talking about, right? Well, if I gave you full story I would be enabling myself (is there a such thing as “self-enabling”?) and giving away the details of my pathetic-ness. The bottom-line: I can’t get over someone and their behavior. I wish I knew why they behaved the way they did and just completely shut down. I was doing fine until they popped up in a recent dream. Now, I find myself thinking about it again and wanting to reach out. But I have to keep myself in check. They dropped me. They’ve made no effort to contact me or to explain anything to me. Reaching out to them would be setting myself up for failure. Now that I’ve posted this issue publicly I have to abide by my own rules. Right?
