Comments | wistaway: pep talk and cry for help

wistaway

pep talk and cry for help

Nov 28, 2007 00:11

wow....so basically I feel like I got hit by a bus. Lets recap: Moved in with adam, loved adam, was planning to come back and live and be happy with adam for many if not all years to come.

Went to Africa, friend died, had physical collapse due to virus, couldn't walk for several weeks, couldn't finish the tour, adam left me for someone else and ( Read more... )

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calitetra November 28 2007, 05:47:37 UTC

When things hit me hard, I go back to something my friend told me last spring. "Courage, ma p'tite. La vie ne vous a pas donné votre dernier sourire."

"Courage, my little one. Life has not given you your last smile."
It hasn't hit you with your last bus either. There will sadly be more horrible stuff coming in your life. But there will be good stuff too. Things that make you smile and make you feel good.

I'm really sorry that so much of the awful things in your life have hit you hard all at once. I really hope that some excellent happiness comes your way too.

wistaway November 28 2007, 14:32:53 UTC

Thanks.Thats an amazing quote. Now I just have to find someone to help me pronounce it.

lostrack621 November 28 2007, 13:35:43 UTC

I really don't know how I can possibly help, except say (and possibly coarsely) that these feelings will eventually fade and you will sometime in the future feel better. In time, the grief from your friends' deaths will become part of the background and you will always remember but it won't be as hard. In time, you will find someone who is 500% better than Adam and live happily ever after. In time, you will be able to physically heal from the wreak life has played on your body ( ... )

wistaway November 28 2007, 14:31:35 UTC

Thanks lil, The reason why I finally made that last post was because I'm finally really ready to be over it. So thanks, it does help.

churchie November 29 2007, 05:31:33 UTC

in my experience, losing a close friend and/or someone who has been the love of your life for years at a time is roughly the emotional equivalent to losing your arm...that is to say, it is, for a time, completely debilitating. that probably doesn't sound encouraging but i think in terms of moving on with your life, it's important to acknowledge (as it seems you have) that at least for the time being, your fucking arm is gone. and it hurts and it blows your mind and adjusting to that new and painful reality can only be a process accompanied by some grieving and resentment and doubt and agony. because i really believe that a meaningful healing process requires feeling all of those things deeply and letting them seep in and hurt for a while and then slowly, patiently, letting them evaporate from your system. i think perhaps it makes it a little more bearable to say "ok i'm going to wake up and feel like a train wreck tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that" but know that by allowing yourself train wreck time, you're ( ... )