I've been sitting here thinking and thinking and thinking, and stewing about stuff and thinking some more, and I've come to the conclusion that something is really bothering me. I can't pin-point it, though. And so I'm about to ramble on and on until I make a clear space in my brain...hang on to your hats. Or grab a snack. Or skip this post entirely. This might take a while.
I got into an epically awkward conversation with my mother and my aunt (who is fabulosity itself and I haven't seen her in two years so that was fun) about women, more specifically young women, even more specifically young divorced women. They have both been where I am now- which is...where? I've had to take a minute to work that out...
I left my husband over the abuse issue. I haven't loved him in a very long time. We have been separated for...almost six months, and are waiting on divorce junk and finalization and all that fun stuff. I was briefly "in love" with someone, but was thoroughly cured of it fairly quickly. I now find myself realizing that I'm attracted to a couple of people.
I explained this to my mom and aunt, and they did that whole obnoxious knowing-look thing with the requisite accompanying sympathetic smile. Really grated on my nerves. But then I remembered, oh hey! They've both been in this position before, I'll ask them how they handled it.
My mom handled things by avoiding men at all costs for...a couple of months. My aunt, well, she eloped. Three different times (she's been married to her high school boyfriend for around 15 years now though, after tracking him down and stalking him online for a while. She always said he was the one who got away and if she ever found him again she was locking him up and throwing away the key...boy, she wasn't kidding...but they're awfully happy together).
That really wasn't much help. Not that I even really know what I was hoping they would say, but still...I dunno.
I don't need to hear how horribly sinful I am for still technically being married and being attracted to anyone else. I've kicked my own butt for that plenty. I'm glad neither my mom or my aunt went there with any of their advice.
They did, however, want to know details about the two guys, which resulted in me blushing furiously, mumbling a lot, and then being picked on over "internet romance". At which point, I said Get out, they laughed, I laughed, an awkward time was had by all...
The thing that's bothering me, I think...I have not, in the past, shown a whole lot of good judgment when it comes to...anything. Pair that up with a complete lack of self-discipline, and TA-DA! You get the train wreck that is my life.
Fun stuff.
I've been trying to see myself and my situation as others do...and I've not come up with anything particularly pleasant. What kind of person must I be to be where I'm at and yet still be dumb enough to let myself feel anything at all for anyone? I feel like I should be able to shut off certain emotions. Like it's a bad thing that I haven't.
I'm tired of feeling guilty for feeling, maybe.
Ugh! And...grrr! And...other frustrated, disgusted sounds! Yeah!
Possibly the the answers I'm looking for will be found at the bottom of a bowl of chocolate ice cream.