So I got angry because I felt excluded, sidelined, marginalised and ignored. Yes I felt all these things and before I would have understood. Before I would have knows he is preoccupied and stressed. Before I would have waited it out. Things will return to normal and he would be in my space again. Tomorrow things would have calmed down and all will be as it were.
But tomorrow is not to be. It belongs to another. Another is holding her breath and looking forward to tomorrow. I will have to wait till the next day and hope that the next day will not also pan out as today did. Will not also end up being lost, alone and empty. Because other more urgent matters arise.
And then little gremlins start popping up. Start whispering like vicious little devils in your ears. Whispers that creates pain and fear and discontent. Everything start looking like something. Nothing start looking like something. Something that you are not getting, that you do not have.Something that wish for and desire and longs for. You feel cheated and robbed. Robbed of what is yours and what is your right. And she is not to blame. It is her right too, yet she seem to be so gracious about everything and I’m everything but. Is there even anyone to be blamed? No! No blame. Just demons screaming in your heart and creating noise in your head. And you pain. So much that you have an intense desire to just close up and shut down, for if you close up and shut down, you do not feel. And if you do not feel, you cannot hurt. You cannot pain.
Time has become your worst enemy. Your primary source of fear. Fear of loneliness and fear of becoming obsolete. Yesterday’s news. Redundant and old. You know the reality is that it is not so, but these damn devils keep whispering, screaming, making you hear. Forcing you to listen.
So you sit down and you try to be sensible and rational. He does love you, you know that. She puts you first as well. You know that too.
So why the doubt?
Why the lack of faith?
Why do I need so much reassurance and reaffirmation?
Is it because of past trust issues and past insecurities? Why can I not trust and believe without any doubt? Why am I so careful? Is it fear of getting hurt by those you think and believe love you? In the past you were also loved. Or so you thought. There were hidden, selfish and painful agendas. That hurt, crippled, and near destroyed you.
But that was then. Now is different. You won that battle and annihilated the enemy. Victory was yours!!! So why do you still feel fear and pain. Is it just a bad habit? A habit that wont die. I feel like giving up. Letting everything go and giving everything freedom. Freedom to do and say and make without me. Without having to consider me and complicate things. Because I am damaged, irreparable, corrupted and lost. I should be cut loose before anyone else get pulled down by me.
Am I asking too much? Do I even have the right to ask or to expect, to want, to need, to wish. Maybe not. Maybe never.
So I will just stick to the familiar which brings me to the bottom line.
And that bottom line is…
I am never to be happy .
Never to be content.
Never to be at peace.
Maybe my contentment lies elsewhere and is not due now. So will stop trying and just wait.
So I will wait…