You will only be hurt a finite number of times during your life. You have an infinite number of ways to deal with it.
Monday, November 22, 2010
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40 comments:
As always, a spectacular post, and one that has given me lots to think about.
Many, many thankyous for all that you do.
this... gives me hope!
couldn't agree more..
♥
Just what I--and, as always, many other people--needed to hear today.
Your instinct for what needs to be said is uncanny, and we all thank you for that. You make our days better.
Thank you.
Even on the days I'm brave enough to open my eyes, I'm still not willing to tally the marks love has left on my heart.
Do we want to know the number of scars & traps & tears? Or do we dance through the forest & off the cliffs loving every adventure?
so so true
This came at the perfect time. If it had come yesterday, it wouldn't have made enough sense. Tomorrow: too late. And so today my mind is going to find a different way to deal with being hurt this severely so. I asked for an answer, this is not the answer, but it's going to lead me to it.
Thanks! I needed some encouragement at this point in my life. Just have to decide how to deal with this now.
Everyone handles pain differently.
I, for instance, mourn for a while, and then pick myself off the ground, dust myself off, and try to go on. Sometimes it's hard at first, but I've learned that as time goes on, it hurts less.
I needed this. Thank you.
I can only hope that what you just told me is true.
that is for sure, never underestimate the power of imagination
Or is the opposite of this true????
duhn duhn duhn. . .
I've been doing it badly and I intend to keep doing so cos, I can't take the quiet of normality. Its like growing up beside a fire station and suddenly moving to the country.
I want the peace, I don't want to burn out but I lived it so long I'm only comfortable here
Well, good luck then!!
Thank you so much for saying that. I felt myself breaking apart today and I needed to hear that there is always some tiny hope left somewhere, that I can make it through, yet again. Thanks a lot.
...finitive
Whatever choice you make, if you do it with love you cannot go wrong.
Dealing with it. Fight or flight. My initial instinct once was flight. Run around and find a cozy abode all my own. Pick up and move. Simplify. Start from scratch or fight for improved circumstance. Search for home. Choices can be tough. I don't want to be a choice that you might regret. Because I don't want you to disappear from me. So dutifully I wait, hopeful for the day when we find each other in the middle. I perpetually miss you. <3
thank you i needed this alot
i know i need to find a positive way to deal with what happened
there's always hope
Ditto. It's just, see, I worry about being hurt all over again. Not unlike that time I expected to see my favorite face but... but - you know. Please don't give up on us. I know I never will.
Do I?
Absolutely! :)
On the most basic level I live for our collective fantasies. Taken up a notch; I see you for what you are in this cognitive reality; my closest fellow soul. My most beloved confidant. I have no reason to hide. From the reality of our "predicament". It's delightfully fun. I've been called self- indulgent before. Fine. I'll own such an "insult." Life is best when enjoyed. <3 GN, Love.
Sometimes there becomes a Journey that holds the Worst Storms to when the Lighting Cease ,What Remains is a Love that Beats in a Heart ,Was once Two ,now becomes one Heart Beat in same .
Ditto
Giving up shall never be My Heart
Underneath all Life's actions and Words
Truth lays
Love is at the End of Light
How someone struggles to show Love
Makes Love
That much Stronger
That much Better
That much Cherished
That much understood
Finding Me
Finding my own Best Friend in Me
I searched to Know Love
To Feel Love
Some how all my Life I could not feel or Know it much Less ,open myself up to Give MY LOVE
Till I found MY BEST FRIEND
Till I learned to LOVE WHO I AM
Now May patterns of Hurt ,you learn to understand ,to be able to get to the Love ,you always believed in .
Heart of Blue Eyes
You placed yourself in position and hurt someone who loved you unconditionally along the way. The infinite possibilities of dealing with the pain are narrowed down by right and wrong choices. Unfortunately, these choices of coping are not a guaranteed fix. Many times means of salvation lead to the root of more pain. The question is are we coping with pain or creating more for ourselves? Maybe you should try opening up to me and being honest?
You don't trust me, but believe me when I say I love you, okay?((( Hugs))). Wish I could put my head against your chest for a long long time....
That's encouraging, indeed.
...so why do we usually deal with it in an even more finite number of ways?
but when it comes to the people that we hold closest to heart, there's only one way that we'll deal with it.
We just know that we'll always take the hurt, if it makes them happy.
You left me this sweet note, so I came to meet you and one look into those enchanting blue eyes and my heart stopped, you took my breath away...we have gone full circle through ups and downs and here you are... with her, not me, it made my heart stop and took my breath away.
Today, just as every day (and night alike) I am thankful for your existence. I wish for you only happiness. I love you. I miss you, as always. Wish I could tell you so in person, as always. Someday, come rain or shine, I plan to.
We are spending Thanksgiving day together in our special way? Miss you here...
We could have been together already if you hadn't been that picky on me...I was determined everytime I went to you but very scared... I felt I was all by myself dreaming but wished I were right..
Excellent advice. Thank you!
I forgive you only because holding resentment towards you interferes with infinite possibilities of peace. Me.
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