tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post6823985553481435665..comments2023-10-17T08:16:35.305-04:00Comments on That's Why: Ick! An Emotion! Make It Stop!lisahgoldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11158660223296807317noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-76297974577328700982009-10-12T17:35:45.846-04:002009-10-12T17:35:45.846-04:00Yes, a good cry is justified - so glad you were ab...Yes, a good cry is justified - so glad you were able to tie up loose ends and reconnect. <br /><br />To me our past is all a tapestry (shades of Carole King) with different strands that weave into who we are today. Without what you had with your long-ago love, you wouldn't be the person Mathman fell in love with. And remember we always want to go back to the past "knowing what we know now." But then you wouldn't be the same person you were back then. It's all kind of mind-bending.Mauigirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15529827915262851910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-69076976533575254822009-10-12T13:02:06.972-04:002009-10-12T13:02:06.972-04:00Thank you for writing this.Thank you for writing this.Comrade Kevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11393718048145784837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-52354692052597253722009-10-11T09:02:19.094-04:002009-10-11T09:02:19.094-04:00All memories are part fact and part fiction. What&...All memories are part fact and part fiction. What's the use in having them otherwise? ;-)<br /><br />I enjoyed this post. Wish it would happen to me but I've given up trying to find him...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17296223961815248113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-81444728587580090262009-10-10T18:03:10.315-04:002009-10-10T18:03:10.315-04:00I'm sorry for your pain, but glad you got to g...I'm sorry for your pain, but glad you got to get some of it out. I had a dear opportunity to express these things to my "one who got away" at a class reunion last year and it was both painful and cathartic. It seems to be one of those "learning to live with it" things. I so wish crying made those emotions go away. Though I am a big time crier, the font never seems to run dry. I love you.Freida Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11489663202315694313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-28688314345326447082009-10-10T12:09:50.249-04:002009-10-10T12:09:50.249-04:00Happy birthday, Lisa! Is there any cake left? ;o)Happy birthday, Lisa! Is there any cake left? ;o)Dr. Zaiushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16153875976834518896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-32366879127911183302009-10-09T02:46:51.880-04:002009-10-09T02:46:51.880-04:00I was so intensely focused on your story of love, ...I was so intensely focused on your story of love, I barely breathed all the way until the end, when I too cried at the words in french I can only imagine...<br /><br />I too had one of these but alas, he is gone this world all together and we never got to say goodbye either and never saw the parting coming besides...such is the way of living in this world of compromises and heartache mixed with ecstatic joy..sometimes it even keeps me a little sane to know that some things are best left to whatever besides me is making things go, even if that's nothing but the wind...and there's always the knowing that all things are temporary and fleeting.<br /><br />so know I hear you and feel that piece, that jagged edge within that still has the power to bring you to your knees and always will...if only.<br /><br /> but would you change a thing to make it go away? my guess is no.<br />xoxoxoL'Adelaidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10725322054223364858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-35995381293161399522009-10-09T00:17:12.994-04:002009-10-09T00:17:12.994-04:00I must say most of the former boyfriends I've ...I must say most of the former boyfriends I've encountered over the years since simply made me cry later in relief that I hadn't continued down that particular road. Hell, I could have been in a harem in Saudi Arabia.. something I'd really rather not contemplate ;-)susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-17057851500752703252009-10-08T20:53:39.930-04:002009-10-08T20:53:39.930-04:00i have no wise words (or any words really) to offe...i have no wise words (or any words really) to offer other than I'm glad the cry made you feel better.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09113649615898017098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-60031173314880968462009-10-08T20:24:31.350-04:002009-10-08T20:24:31.350-04:00It must be our age. I do a lot of "what if&q...It must be our age. I do a lot of "what if" these days, much more so than I used to. I need to stop that. I'm glad you got to reconnect if only for peace of mind.Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14956997477396182396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-91530602850875137782009-10-08T16:02:41.822-04:002009-10-08T16:02:41.822-04:00I envy you the opportunity to get back in touch an...I envy you the opportunity to get back in touch and discover the years between can melt away. There is one person in my life with whom I would love to have such a chance, but I doubt it will happen.<br /><br />At least I know you've been busy with all sorts of substantive things, not laundry, the past few days.Geoffrey Kruse-Saffordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11242660591954094499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-85603115981520406972009-10-08T15:25:51.199-04:002009-10-08T15:25:51.199-04:00So many of us ask ourselves, "What would have...So many of us ask ourselves, "What would have transpired if...?"<br /><br />I can't count the many times I've wondered along that line. It's the not knowing that bothers me most.<br /><br />I'm so glad that you had a chance to re-connect with your friend. <br /><br />I feel that swallowing our feelings and emotions is so destructive. I notice when I do that, my physical health goes to sh*t. It creates a sort of emotional log-jam. <br /><br />You deserve to experience what you feel; no two ways about it.kkrynohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07727264476742817993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-69966796892498333302009-10-08T14:49:27.516-04:002009-10-08T14:49:27.516-04:00I'm glad you are friends. The might've bee...I'm glad you are friends. The might've beens are so very hard.Lemon Gloriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07280085058516960260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-70805008184480641412009-10-08T13:00:19.066-04:002009-10-08T13:00:19.066-04:00I know what you are describing. Intimately.
I'...I know what you are describing. Intimately.<br /><br />I'm glad you didn't do the dangerous thing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-41865814515289258522009-10-08T12:12:17.771-04:002009-10-08T12:12:17.771-04:00I found an old love recently on Facebook. It was ...I found an old love recently on Facebook. It was kind of odd because we had parted on not so great terms - and he sent me a message that I looked "hot" and "should post more pictures". This was a bit disturbing as he was recently married...MommyLisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08288191448338432734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-36970431479032110882009-10-08T11:18:02.924-04:002009-10-08T11:18:02.924-04:00Sure, the sentences may be a bit shorter than as r...Sure, the sentences may be a bit shorter than as required by law, but goddamn if that wasn't Proustian in the best sense of the word. Man.<br /><br />I mean, emotions are icky like girl cooties.Randal Graveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08728992897551848531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-74864363470620113282009-10-08T09:09:41.385-04:002009-10-08T09:09:41.385-04:00Despite the pain and old stuff it brings up, it...Despite the pain and old stuff it brings up, it's good to put "what ifs" to an end...I'm glad you got that opportunity...and you must be too....♥ Brajahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07693196044262677095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-1354436319546880882009-10-08T08:26:48.647-04:002009-10-08T08:26:48.647-04:00Yeah, what they all said. Cryin's good someti...Yeah, what they all said. Cryin's good sometimes. And yes, I like to say that I don't have "regrets." But this is definately a "what if" which is what I call a regret, if I don't want to call it a regret. Very sweet story, sweetly written....giggleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13173558660571799919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-14484464615209191532009-10-08T08:24:31.356-04:002009-10-08T08:24:31.356-04:00That was fine.
Tears are good for the spirit.
T...That was fine.<br /><br />Tears are good for the spirit. <br /><br />Thank you for writing this. (Remembering recent weeping.)D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01347115855111060618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-47502152262479209202009-10-08T06:41:07.632-04:002009-10-08T06:41:07.632-04:00Glad you could reconnect with an old love. Tears a...Glad you could reconnect with an old love. Tears are good for cleansing the soul. I've often wondered about "what if" but you can't go back only forward.The Peach Tarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01587235197620014751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-85597253294712202362009-10-08T01:25:38.571-04:002009-10-08T01:25:38.571-04:00Ohhh ... the ones who got away; the old flames who...Ohhh ... the ones who got away; the old flames who leave a perpetual ember in the heart. <br /><br />...gulp ... I have one too. Haven't been in contact for over eight years now. He's the *one* man I occasionally pine for with regretful wonder: What might have been?<br /><br />My Sweet Man -- my husband -- and I got together about seven months after my last conversation with Colin. I'll call him Colin 'cause he looked a bit like Colin Firth ... sigh ...<br /><br />I'm totally with my husband; I don't want anyone else; I feel *mated* to this man in a singular way. I didn't feel that with Colin -- we never got the chance to explore that far. But he's the one person I still long for, almost reluctantly, every once in a while when I'm up late and Moby's song "Porcelain" comes up on my playlist. Then I'm a goner. For a while.<br /><br />There were two other old flames ... but the embers of feeling for them have gone the way of the gentle mourning that I feel for everyone I've lost ... I will always love them ... and thank them for what we lived together ...<br /><br />Lisa ... It's no surprise you burst in the car ... and the full force of feeling has a funny way of sideswiping you out of the blue ...<br /><br />I share your "Ick! An Emotion!" reaction ... I used to say (with fangs bared) that "need" and "feel" were four-letter words. I still struggle mightily to feel ... anything. Lifelong depression does that to a girl, eh ...<br /><br />But I know that emotion is the force that bonds us and juices us up ... it's the power of presence ... and what you've felt -- all of it -- is beautiful [though messy ;-) ] ... because it's so *real*.<br /><br />What a gorgeous, evocative story you've scribed here. Thank you so much xoxoJaliyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02868006713291780694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-21506764660389210802009-10-08T01:10:51.226-04:002009-10-08T01:10:51.226-04:00Thank goodness for the internet. It can be a grea...Thank goodness for the internet. It can be a great thing to reconnect with people we thought we lost or knew we missed.Dr. Monkeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04012098581257867986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-53849953612453399982009-10-08T01:06:31.063-04:002009-10-08T01:06:31.063-04:00And so, you have had the enjoyment of having him i...And so, you have had the enjoyment of having him in your life twice and gone twice. Do you grieve at the end of the first time of love? Or at the realization that dreams, just like nightmares, have an end?<br /><br />All the supposings have no answer. I had a longtime 'soulmate' as I called her, who I always wondered about. Had our circumstances not compelled us to different life paths, where would we be today?<br /><br />Most anything that ends too soon or anyone that dies young, the imagination idealizes. It is good that you can grieve honestly. But never cheat yourself out of the possibilities for tomorrow to honor the transient gleam of yesterday.<br /><br />Joy, after all, is an equally vital emotion that honors the permanence of you.Kevin Haydenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12517224395906528218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-2167823855316368192009-10-08T00:09:54.909-04:002009-10-08T00:09:54.909-04:00revisiting the hopefulness of youth, perhaps, stin...revisiting the hopefulness of youth, perhaps, stings. Fantasy, illusion, desire, all of it still trapped in the image of what might have been. Grieving the loss of who you once were...getting older is a bitch...<br />Let the tears flow--I once heard a quote from some wise person who said 'when your heart is breaking, let it break--the breaking opens it wider.'<br />so maybe your heart will become larger than you've ever thought it could...<br />oh, and what Busted said about Mathman--Christine--RHPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14209880537597263440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-49254019468921750962009-10-07T23:45:29.124-04:002009-10-07T23:45:29.124-04:00Crying is normal. Not crying or being unable to do...Crying is normal. Not crying or being unable to do so should be cause for concern.Creepyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01063081348358828902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-44390540819533073972009-10-07T23:42:31.227-04:002009-10-07T23:42:31.227-04:00Wow. Amazing what a moment's reconnection can...Wow. Amazing what a moment's reconnection can do to a grown woman. I was gripped with every word. But why did you suddenly leave and never re-connect? How did you only find each other now? I think this story deserves a Part Deux...Tuesday Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07475567792744675719noreply@blogger.com