This time, I don't have a prompt. There's nothing in particular that I want to say. I just thought I should blog to waste some time. I'm sitting in the Library. Waiting on Sweetness. I didn't bring my laptop, so I can't write. I haven't moved my writing to a flash drive yet. I could read my book, but I don't really want to. I could be doodling, or writing random stuff. But its rare that you get a computer in the Library so I'm just gonna chill here until I can't think of anything else to do.
I know what I should be doing. I should be in ASL right now. But I've missed a week and a half of that class, and I will be SO lost when I go back, that I just...I just don't want to. Do you ever get that displaced feeling like you're walking into a room of people that know each other really well? I do. All the time. Even if I know I'm walking into a place where no one knows anyone. I just feel like everyone has a friend somewhere and I am alone. My social ties are so skewed. Sweetness is really my only link to the "outside". Other than her, if it weren't for my occasional access to the internet I think I'd be considered a Hermit.
I can't say I really mind though. lol I know Sweetness doesn't. I enjoy staying at home and playing Video games and listening to Sweetness tell me about her day. I tend to take the masculine role in the relationship, but there is hardly anything I enjoy more than staying home and waiting for her to come back. I don't really like to get up every morning and go out into the world. I'd rather go at night, when no one is around except the occasional person, who, like me is expecting hardly a soul to be out. I think I'm gonna need to work the night shift! Except, Sweetness would have to sleep alone, and we can not have that. Sweetness tends to have bad dreams when she sleeps alone, and I hate it when I can't console her. It makes me feel awful.
Now that I think about it, I probably define "awful" differently than you do. I think of it more like a sense of failure than a real emotion. It's hard for me to describe emotions or feelings at all. I know I have them, Sweetness says I do. But I feel more apathetic than everyone else. Sweetness worries about everyone, she's very generous that way, and she experiences sadness and pain and joy and elation. I...don't. I just don't. I don't think I feel things the same way.
I know. I know. You're thinking "DUH! No one feels or thinks the same way!" But thats not what I mean.
I'm saying I don't think I feel. I don't acknowledge emotions, and the ones I'm forced to acknowledge I resent. I abhor feeling anger. That is the one I hate the most. It is a useless emotion, that gets you nowhere. It's only use is violence and I don't particularly believe in the use of that either. The other emotion I hate? Sadness. I feel it occasionally. As you know, I loathe crying. I do it more now, and I feel like I have Sweetness to blame. Stupid things are making me tear up. I don't understand. And not necessarily "tear up" that isn't the right one. Its just that stupid sting in your sinuses, you know? Kind of like you're going to sneeze, but it shoots up into you're eyes instead.
Obnoxious.
I shove these emotions away. I do it quickly and effectively. The only way my methods fail is if it has something to do with Sweetness. She unravels all of my defenses and drops them at my feet like they never existed in the first place. So I'm beginning to get the hint that I should just stop trying. But since I've grown up this way, with a barriers in place against everything and everyone, its extremely difficult to break them down myself.
I have barriers up around everyone. No one gets too close, except for those that bulldoze their way in. The moment that person betrays me, however...Barrier. You're no longer within my inner gates. And it's going to take you a very long time to get back in. Sweetness has made it to the inner walls I think, and she's chipping away at the final wall. The last thing keeping me from being insane about her.
That is dangerous.
I can't allow myself to get that tied up into Sweetness. Don't get me wrong. I love and adore my Sweetness. She is a brilliant light in my life that I respect and admire. I always have. I would do anything for her, willingly or not. And there is nothing I would not get for her if she asked. Matter of fact, I have a running list of things I plan to get for her as soon as I get a job. An Apartment being top on the list.
Yes, I do toss in the occasional thing for myself. A game, a pair of pants, food. Whatever. But most of my earnings will go toward whatever she wants. I'm in that deep.
But I cannot allow myself to get in any deeper. I won't. Especially if I know that Sweetness will want to marry a man someday, and have a "traditional" family. She wants kids and some dogs in a relatively large house. With a fence and a large backyard. She probably wants a pool, too. But I will never be able to provide those things for her. I know this. I've come to terms with it. And I know, on the inside, she has too. And of course it will hurt when we part, but we'll never stop loving each other, or being around each other. It will just mean that this section of our lives has come to a close. I do not look forward to this day. And yet...I do. I hope to see Sweetness get married in the wedding of her dreams to a man she trusts and loves. That would make me happy. Because it would make her happy. I'll stand by her side until I can't stand anymore. And then I'll kneel.
There's something about her that keeps me hanging on. I can't explain it.
Anyway, you're probably more than done listening to me talk about Sweetness and my heartsick self. I'm going to go upstairs and read or something now.
Have a wonderful day. And make sure the one you love, knows how much.
Sacred Secret
