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Life and times of a writer and (sometimes) photographer

Monday, August 29, 2005

boy this blog is getting a tad bit too open


When things were simpler

LOL
Just had another good cry after my dad told me, "If I want to talk about anything just come to him." Then I lost it again in the bathroom. But a male friend told me sometimes you gotta do it especially when you hold so much in.

Folks reading must think I’m a wuss right now. LOL

But I think I should have cried in 2000 when I got hurt really bad by a woman. Cause it took me so long to let go of how she had treated me. And it has spilled over into other "relationships" I have almost had.

Last time I cried had involved that same woman two years later and me getting lost on my way to Coney Island when the event turned out to be in fort Greene. This was back when I was still getting to know Brooklyn. All I remember is losing it when I was driving aimlessly around and being pissed off at my life and pissed of at her for trying to be cool with me after dumping me the way she did.

I hadn't cried since then, maybe teary-eyed but not flat out cried. And I probably won’t talk about what happened this time around in detail because it wasn’t so much negative situation just a confusing one with a lot of mixed signals and things to should have been expressed but weren't expressed.


i am so missing my car now that my commute to school took me two hours. please Lord let me find a place by the end of September

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Blogger Laylah Queen of the Night babbled...

I like your honesty. Imagine if writers like Alice Walker, Edwidge Danticat and Toni Morrison wasn't the selfless writers they are. We need to hear these stories because we need to see out refelctions somewhere...

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