strike that

cabin check

The guy whom I just finally started calling My Boyfriend, at his suggestion, is maybe avoiding me, or else ludicrously overbooked. I mean, he’s certainly the latter, but possibly also the former. Sigh. Doesn’t it suck that when you date someone who has recently been screwed over in a relationship, he is more likely to screw you over? Instead of, say, less likely because he remembers how much it hurt to be on the receiving end, and doesn’t want to become the very person he so recently despised?

I guess that’s human nature. Save Yourself. Self Preservation. Regain Confidence By Caring Less. Etc.

I have heard a lot of talk lately about Baggage. As in, by thirty we all have it. And I see why that is, and why it’s important to acknowledge. But while acquiring all that Baggage, weren’t we also acquiring Wisdom? Wisdom like You are not the person who screwed me over before. Wisdom like Expecting the worst is a self-fulfilling prophesy. Wisdom like I am stronger than I think. I mean, if you’re going to haul around all that baggage, you might as well pack some useful shit.

posted by tortaluga @ 10:00 PM