Wishes
I do not know how you are meant to write about relationships and heartache on the blogs. In fact I am pretty sure there is a rule against writing about relationships and heartache on the blogs.
But.
It is two o'clock in the morning and I am in a bed which in not my own, in a place which is not my home.
I am toying with the idea of driving to the place which is my home, sneaking undetected into my own bed, and sleeping there for an hour before waking up and driving back to this place.
This is the sort of thing that I think gutsy heroines would do. Heroines who wanted to win the one they love back. They would drive two hundred miles at two o'clock in the morning without a second thought.
They would creep in quietly to the flat they have been away from for over a week, and quietly hug their weird cat before slipping in next to their loved one. Then vanish before the sunrise.
I wish I were a gutsy heroine.
I wish I were at home.
I wish I were not waiting here in a bed which is not my own at two o'clock in the morning for my loved one to come to a decision.
Waiting.
13 comments:
oh Miss Tickle!
We don't know what to say. Hugs and more hugs.
Waiting for such things is very difficult indeed.
Ouch. :(
We are thinking of you lots and lots,
Stray and Ms M xx
And HullabaDarling and McMe too, Miss Tickle, we'll add our hugs to Stray's and Ms MMMMmmmmm's. A whole rib-crunching bundle of UpNorth hugs.
♥♥♥ Miss Tickle ♥♥♥
Sorry Miss Tickle. Hugs from Pierre as well.
Thank you chaps. xxx
Aw sweet one, what can I say? What a horrid limbo to be in. I am sure weird cat would know just what to say in such situations. I can see why you want to hug him.
Sending you second breakfast hugs (hot tea and buttered cranberry toast).
Hulla
xx
I have no idea what is going on, but I'm thinking it's really shitty.
Positive thoughts and hugs for you, honey.
x
You know, it is really shitty. And I have resisted blogging about it because it felt like airing my dirty linen in public, but last night, it was just a bit too hard.
Hub has asked me for some time because he is unhappy. He has been very clear that if I go back, we will split up. So I am at my parents' house waiting. And that is what is going on.
Akk.
Thank you for your hugs, they mean a lot at the moment.
Am sending more hugs, and publicly, just to add to the general hug-melee. I couldn't sleep either last night, sorry, I should have come online so we could blather about it, pointlessly.
What a horrid state of waiting...
I truly hope things work out. Relationships can be such tricky buggers.
Oh my darling woman, that is a horrible place to leave you. It's been a tough few months for you both, I hope a bit of time is the healer and you can have a start-over.
And of course, I'm joining in the bloggyhugfest xoxo
Oh babe!
My ex (do not read into that - we were never suited) did a whole "I think it's over but I am going away for 2 weeks to make my mind up about it" thing when we broke up.
It was the hardest 2 weeks ever. She made it clear that if I contacted her, begging her to reconsider, then it would only make things worse. I found it very hard because I just wanted to ring her constantly to apologise for all the rubbish things I'd done - not that I'd actually done anything out of order, but I'm a bit of a handful emotionally at times and that was difficult for her.
I found myself saying things like "I promise I'll never get depressed again!" and "I promise I'll be happy all the time!". How daft.
We did split up and I later found out she'd been having an affair, but I am obviously rather happy with the outcome because (years later) I now have the beautiful Ms M and life is bliss.
However, I know other people who've had the time apart and then been fine again. It's just very tough on you being in such a powerless situation. It can't be that far removed from being on trial for a crime where you're not really sure what the charges are ... wouldn't that make a good novel ;) ?
If you would like to come to the Yorkshire Dales to do some waiting you'd be very welcome. Ruby has special experience of snuffling at teary faces in a most reassuring way and wallaby cat is the weirdest in the world, so you'd feel right at home.
We also have mario kart on the Wii, which is a time vaccuum and will make the days pass in hours.
Lx
Dear. I hate waiting for even a bus. Waiting like this must be torture. You are a gutsy heroine. xf
life's a bit shit, often.
you deserve nice things honey and love, much love.
x
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