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Jul. 7th, 2004 05:27 pmIt's weird how ickily awkward feelings can come over you all of a sudden and make you want to tiptoe out of the room and hide in a corner somewhere. One minute you're a happy, confident person whose life is looking up. The next, you're reminded of all the insecurities you've been working on, and afraid that they'll only get worse as time goes on, and you feel like you're dirty and you need a shower. Why does that happen? Why do you feel one minute like you're a vibrant and active member of a social circle and then feel like the odd man out? Eh, who cares? I'm going yarn shopping. That should be enough.
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Date: 2004-07-07 03:32 pm (UTC)You know what you are. A poorly thought out email does not change who you are, to yourself, or to me, or to anyone else, really.
I know it's how you FEEL, and I won't invalidate that.
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Date: 2004-07-07 04:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-07 06:06 pm (UTC)Um, you know you're fabulous, right? Just ask
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Date: 2004-07-07 06:17 pm (UTC)I'm cheered up now
I just needed something good to take the bad taste out of my mouth
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Date: 2004-07-08 08:34 am (UTC)I feel like we never get to see you as much as we want to! Waaaaaah!
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Date: 2004-07-07 09:30 pm (UTC)Then again. . .
Date: 2004-07-08 06:51 am (UTC)We keep making the same mistakes because we refuse to learn lessons from them. Its too easy to beat on ourselves for failing to learn or failing to stop the mistakes. Its much harder to just stop making the mistake, because first we need to forgive ourselves and love ourselves. Seems backwards, but what seems backwards and contradictory is usually the profoundest of truths.
Re: Then again. . .
Date: 2004-07-08 06:56 am (UTC)And sometimes, something may feel wrong in some ways, but in other ways, it may be more absolutely and purely right than anything. Or one thing may be wrong and one thing right, but the two go hand-in-hand.
As Tom Waits said, "If I exorcize my devils, well my angels may leave too / And when they leave, they're so hard to find."
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Date: 2004-07-08 11:41 am (UTC)*hug*
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Date: 2004-07-08 11:44 am (UTC)