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Friday, September 15, 2006 |
A Moment of Weakness |
I'm a crier. I am, I've never been bashful about it, in fact, I embrace it. It's a good release. I cry when I'm happy. I cry when I'm overtired. I cry when I'm sad. I cry when I'm angry or frustrated. Pick an emotion, it usually involves tears.
I hadn't cried since Wednesday. And even then it was a brief, fleeting moment that I quickly squashed. I'd been holding myself together with my anger towards him.
I broke down today. After getting up so early in the morning, after so little sleep, after a week that has consisted of working until all hours, killing bugs, and trying to stay strong, I finally just had to let go for a while.
I cried because I missed him. Because I am still mad at myself for letting myself fall for him all over again. I cried because this has been the week from hell, and of everyone I wanted to call, of everyone I wanted a hug from it was him.
Luckily, my parents are coming down this weekend. And this morning, I was reminded why I am so excited for the Walk on Sunday. Seeing one of our constituents faces as Harry Smith wrapped his arm around him and ushered him onto the set was enough to remind me of why I work as hard as I do. And Sunday is going to be filled with moments like that.
It was just a moment of weakness. Or at least that's what I have to keep telling myself.Labels: dating |
posted by FINY @ Friday, September 15, 2006 |
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4 Comments: |
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Have a blast this weekend - you deserve every last second of it.
And it's absolutely ok to succumb to moments of weakness. They help you heal.
Just like chocolate. And alcohol. (And friends and family, too!)
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Never defend your right to be...:-)
Allow yourself to grieve the loss...
Hang in there, FINY
Be well...
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Say hi to the family! I tried to call you yesterday, didn't realise they were all in town! Can't wait to see you!
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Get your rest or you're really going to get sick.
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Have a blast this weekend - you deserve every last second of it.
And it's absolutely ok to succumb to moments of weakness. They help you heal.
Just like chocolate. And alcohol. (And friends and family, too!)