The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

When the Past Reappears

Oct
16

The past has a way of reappearing when you’re doing good for yourself.

For example, when you’re over someone, you may exile them from your life. You block their number so they can’t call/text you and you unfriend them on social media. That exiled person is now a part of your past, and until further notice, the past is where they will stay.

In the meantime, life moves on. You’re out here in the world, being awesome and whatnot. Then one random day, the past reappears.

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It could be a text/call from an unknown number, in-person, etc. Regardless of the way the past reappeared, it’s awkward as hell. You cared about that person. You both had some good memories.  You may feel a way about how things ended. Then there’s the desire…to reconnect with that person. sighs That desire makes a huge difference in how you decide to react.

Despite these feelings, you remind myself that I’m done with that person for a reason. And while it might not be a bad thing to consider making them part of your life now, you don’t want to risk it.

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Until next time,

MsWalton

 

Terminating #Love

Feb
24

We were friends that spent years denying the underlying feelings between the two of us. Finally, after much consideration, we decided to go for it.

Embarking on this unfamiliar journey with him riddled me with anxiety. In theory,  things could go splendidly and we’d live happily ever after. On the other hand, reality reminds me that there’s a 50% chance that we could crash and burn. Not to mention that once the relationship ended, the friendship could very well end too.

Reality won.

Our relationship endured some really tough times. Over time, I began to see him more as my friend than my lover. I couldn’t suppress how I felt about him any longer. He needed to know.

We’re better as friends than lovers.

He fought so hard for the relationship. Promised that we could make this work. It was too late, my heart had already checked out. In the end, the relationship doesn’t matter if the friendship suffers.

Can’t Be Friends With #Love

Feb
21

How can you expect me to be friends with you when I’m still in love with you?

I need to distance myself from you, including your family and friends. This is going to hurt us both but please understand that this has to happen.

There’s no doubt that I’ll always love you. I can’t just be your friend.

 

Friends Surrender to #Love

Feb
03

Imagine being friends with someone for years. The two of you are extremely close. Those around you swear that there’s more to the friendship because you both are so in tune with one another.

The lines become blurred. You don’t see each other the same way anymore. Can’t really pinpoint when and why this is happening but you know something is pulling you both in.

It is in this moment that you realize that you’ve fallen in love.

So many thoughts.

What if he/she doesn’t feel the same way? But what if he/she feels the same? Where do we go from here? Can we go back to being just friends? Is it worth possibly losing a friend if this doesn’t work out?

Despite the uncertainty, your conscious wants you to do one thing: Surrender.

 

 

Your Surroundings

Aug
09

When you surround yourself with trash, don’t be surprised when you start to smell like shit.

Comfortably Just Friends

Aug
09

You and I. Best described as friends who subconsciously dip their toes into murky water. When I look back at our history, I laugh. Not as a joke, but in amazement. We’ve come a long way since 7-11 don’t you think? We became pretty good friends, sorta like two magnets in a way. Even when we get caught up in our separate lives, we always manage to find our way back. It’s crazy how we catch up and move right along, never missing a beat.

In the words of the late Amy Winehouse, “you’re my fellow, my guy”. You make me smile on my absolute worst of days. So much is said when we sit in silence. I’m comfortable in this space, but I’m curious. A small part of me wants to know what would happen if both feet were in that water?

Would that makes things weird? Some would argue that titles tend to ruin things. I don’t know about you, but dating for me has been exhausting. While potentials may be great, they’re not you. The easiness that I feel around you isn’t there with them. By no means am I blaming you. I’m holding others to a standard that it’s exactly fair. Am I thinking too much into this? Perhaps. Then again, I don’t want to hold out hope for something that just isn’t destined to happen either.

For now, I’m comfortable being your friend. Murky water optional.

 

Edited November 23, 21014

 

 

 

 

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