It's been a while. Nothing is wrong, in fact everything is going pretty smoothly at the moment. I'm just at work and getting tired. I might as well empty my brain before going back to reading for class. Yeah I said it, class. Finally out of undergrad and onto graduate school. It feels good to get on with my life. A year off was a good decision, I feel refreshed, but I am ready to get back to work.
This time should prove to be a challenge. I'm moving from Ohio to Georgia. Leaving my family and striking out on my own. Something that I've always wanted to do. It's a bit daunting to think that I'll be depending on myself after all these years. It's about time but still scary. Leaving my friends and hopefully making new ones in a new city. God knows I hope not to get lost too often. Atlanta is huge. I guess it's about the size of Columbus but maybe a bit more busy? We're headed back down this weekend for my first class and to look at apartments. I'm excited for class but I'm wondering if I have to business casual all time? Can I not wear a t-shirt and jeans?
Speaking of leaving behind, I've made some new friends lately. By name Frederick and Robert. Yes I know another Robert. I should really stay away from them but it's not like I choose based on names. I met both last year. Frederick at work while he was sitting one night during the summer and Robert on my yearbook that fall. It took a while for Robert and I to hang out. Since I'm so cautious. I've been working on that by the way. Instead of thinking so far into the future about my relationships, especially the romantic ones, I've been taking it a day at a time. It's been difficult since my mind runs a mile a minute but it's been good. Low expectations, not worrying on whether the relationship will last for a long period of time.
Most of this came out of my soul searching time. I had a serious meltdown a while ago. It took a while for me to figure out that I needed to work on me. I was getting angry at every guy that I was associated with. It was absolutely ridiculous. How could they know what I wanted if I didn't say anything? And could I really blame them for not wanting to commit? Yes I could but really we're young so it shouldn't matter. I think I expected too much from them. Which lead to me hating the opposite sex and a lot of self-loathing.
Thus, I took a step back and got back in touch with God. Best thing I have ever done. Not to go spiritual or anything but good grief what was I thinking? Leaving Him out of everything and all but ignoring Him led to some serious heartache that probably could have been avoided. And if not avoided could have been a bit easier. This whole focus on Rebekah time has been enlightening and fun. Although I feel as though I have lost some of my kindness. Maybe it was just a front for everyone else. Or maybe for myself so that I would not have to deal with the major issues? Whatever it was I don't think my kindness is completely gone. I think it's more that my honesty has risen a bit more to the surface than it had before. Which is a good thing most of the time. I still don't say things if they are not nice. But I think I'm getting less walked on. More confidence possibly? And it's about time too.
Back to what I was talking about, taking things one day at a time. It has been amazing. Granted, I do have some emotions invested in Robert but after spending as much time as we have spent together it is to be expected. I have to say that if he did end up dating someone else it would hurt but I have excepted that we are not a couple and I really do not have a say over what he does in his free time. I guess it doesn't help that I am moving. I hate to say "oh well" but Oh well. I mean I can't do long distance for one. I have to be able to see him. Two, I'm probably going to be very busy. Which just sounds like awful excuse but probably true. Again, I do like him, which is evident by how often he invades my thoughts. But it will not work. Even though I've told myself this many time I still feel a twinge. Fun while it lasted though.
When things like this happen I fell as though I really will die alone. I know God knows the desires of my heart but things like this make it seem impossible to find that life long companion. I've almost completely accepted the fact that it could happen. I mean I'm completely fine being alone. I always have been. I like the silence and the solitude. I only go out to seek company when I get bored which takes a good while for that to come about. But then I have these times where there is a relationship where I have a lot of fun and I like the company I am in and I get discouraged. I know that I can always go back to the solitude. I don't need anyone to make me happy but I still enjoy the company from time to time.
Thoughts like these make me seem independent I think. Regardless of my constant dependency on my family. Well independent or cold and heartless. But I'll just go with independent. I've always felt like a bit of a loner. Not in the sense that I don't have friends and I don't want friends, and I'm not personable but more in the sense that I just enjoy my own company. How many people can really say that? I'm not disregarding or turning my back against my friends and family and all that they've done for me. I just like myself enough to be alone with me for hours on end.
I guess my brain is relaxed enough to get back to reading about police psychology. Until next time...
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