Dear loved ones,
I have been back at work for a few weeks now and it is going along smoothly in spite of not being able to breathe with a mask on. I have to lift the mask up from the bottom every few minutes to let the carbon dioxide out and the oxygen in. It is a big controversy about wearing and not wearing masks and everyone has their talking points in favour and against. There is common ground too, in that it is hard to hear while muzzled. Do we hear with our whole face and not just our ears? That is the conclusion I have come to.
I cried myself to sleep last night. Why am I not getting over these feelings of rejection? Waves of despair have settled upon me. Are these my feelings or someone else’s? Low vibrations are all around from what is happening on a global scale.
Mr. Three has been killing me with silence too. My husband used the silent treatment on me as a form of torture. I have not fully recovered from this. I am super sensitive when someone just stops talking to me for weeks on end. First, he says, ‘I’m your man’, then I don’t hear a word for two weeks. What kind of a man is that? It is crazy making behaviour. I am really losing it. So sorry.
I had to reject someone too just recently but I was not silent about it and we still message each other and remain friendly. It is only common curtesy to let the other person know what is happening and not just disappear. At least say goodbye. Am I right about this, or is this the new normal on dating?
I probably shouldn’t even be writing a blog post today because it is not uplifting and encouraging or even the least bit sexy. You may wonder how the title fits too. Well, I sent a message to someone who I had been dating (I shouldn’t call it dating because it was just seeing each other for sex), and used those words, “Hello Stranger” in a text message to him. We haven’t spoken in quite awhile or seen each other since last February. I guess I was just wanting closure from him and not just the usual silent treatment. So far, no response. Maybe, I should just delete, delete, delete the whole lot of them. Ha ha. Now that sounds like the best plan yet.
Thank you for reading this bit of nothing. I love you. Hugs & Kisses, Summerhill Lane xoxo