Monday, July 23, 2018

I had a burrito day yesterday

Yep, I was a burrito all day.  I slept most of the day, waking up to read or watch PBS.  Caught a second wind around 7 pm but never got out of my jammies all day.

I was not feeling very depressed and in fact, I was not feeling much of anything other than lonely.  Although my depression and suicidality has left me single, I get lonely often.  I have gotten much better at keeping busy, doing things I like to do and I am able to enjoy the pleasures of being single.

I saw a Facebook video last week and I swear my ex-husband was in it.  I thought about him quite a bit even though I know we were toxic together. I miss how close I felt to him.  I may even still love parts of him.  But the guy he ended up being was not the guy I married.  That was scary for me to see him change so abruptly and he would not let me have contact with him for several years after that.  Every once in a great while, his carrot would come out as a text reaching out to me.  I knew I would never get better from being suicidal until we had no contact.  We have had no contact for over 3 years.  I am much better as a result of that.

Seeing him on that video made me wonder:  Is he remarried?  Does he have a girlfriend?  I texted him these questions last night and he did not respond.  He never does.

This leaves me wondering what, if anything, I want to do about getting myself a boyfriend.  The idea of dating scares the shit out of me, I feel like no one would want to be with me and yet all I do is hang around my gay men friends and my women friends so I will surely not meet anyone that way.

Do I want to be part of a couple?  I think I do.  I think being part of a couple is in my DNA.  I have been alone for 8 years now.  I began mastering it just about a year ago.  It takes time and a great deal of work.  I have to reach out in order to make things happen.  I get tired of doing that, yet the consequence is being alone even more.  I would rather be less alone than more alone.  I do everything by myself.  Everything.

I am afraid of getting hurt like that again.  My divorce broke my heart and my spirit.  Most of my suicide attempts were because of the split from my husband.  I was in denial for a few years as I kept thinking (dreaming) that we would get back together.

I feel courageous having gone through all this.  Being alone has forced me to be braver than I wanted to be.  And though I don't have burrito days very often, I am glad when I wake up the next morning knowing that it won't be a burrito day.  I used to have burrito day after burrito day for years so this is progress.  I don't get worried when I have burrito days now.  I could feel this one coming on so I just surrendered to it and hung out with it all day.  I didn't tell myself I shouldn't be being a burrito.  I just burritoed on all day.

I just never imagined I would end up alone and yet here I am.  I used to hate it and now, I am not sure what I think of it.

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