tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288035126856205400.post2927552085016791483..comments2023-08-04T06:28:03.551-06:00Comments on (un)Scripted Sexuality: Reflections ISasha Sapphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05400657273516424091noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288035126856205400.post-31519475792663478852008-12-14T04:16:00.000-07:002008-12-14T04:16:00.000-07:00So, i was going to leave a message about how I sti...So, i was going to leave a message about how I still think about my (first) ex of fifteen! years ago...<BR/>But thanks Roland, You helped me realize it's really irrelevant.<BR/>i also have moved on, had a career, am with a life partner, had a kid....and I have no idea what said ex has done since age 17...and really,I probably shouldn't care. It's not that important.<BR/>I have these fantasies about "true love", highschool sweethearts, etc, but you are right, I don't really have any interest in being romantically attached to someone who never left town, you know what I mean. <BR/>I feel wonderfully liberated, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288035126856205400.post-26029992777133922072008-11-28T11:19:00.000-07:002008-11-28T11:19:00.000-07:00You're such an amazing person Sasha. I cannot tel...You're such an amazing person Sasha. I cannot tell you how much I needed what you're giving her, but I know you know... because you once needed it too. Instead I got a friend who took advantage of my state, who pushed me further into the abyss rather than helping the grieving and acceptance process along. Thank you for saving her from the same fate, and in some ways it sounds like it's helped you realize that you did manage to save yourself from your own past too.Amaltheahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10454407895127778441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7288035126856205400.post-40300765479525682552008-11-25T13:42:00.000-07:002008-11-25T13:42:00.000-07:00How funny. I was having a similar epiphany. My ex ...How funny. I was having a similar epiphany. My ex girlfriend and I have about 12 mutual friends, although we're not 'facebook friends' ourselves. <BR/><BR/>Last night, I was thinking about it and I realised the reason I still thought about her occasionally (and I'm happily married and had no desire to get back with her) is because I'd created this idea of who she was that actually was totally removed from the reality.<BR/><BR/>I'm ashamed to say, it's been 7 years since we broke up (I know, and I still think about her sometimes.) And in that time, I've moved to America, got a career writing, married, had a kid, been on TV, got published, learned a different language, worked in three world capitals...<BR/><BR/>And her? She's with a guy she knew from school, she works in the same job she had when we broke up, she lives ten miles away from the house she was born in... She hasn't done anything. Maybe the reason she used to make ME feel like I was a failure and I'd never achieve anything (which I like to think I've proved her wrong about) was because she was scared if she DIDN'T tell me that, I might go ahead and - gasp - do all the things I'd promised I would.<BR/><BR/>Hey, there's nothing wrong with staying in your home town and never seeing the bigger picture - but I realised last night that I had no interest in being friends with somebody like that. We had nothing in common. And I feel wonderfully liberated by the realisation.<BR/><BR/>Hopefully your friend will soon realise that her boyfriend's probably the one making the mistake breaking up with her - and by the time he realises it, it'll be too late.Roland Hulmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08979437320446956987noreply@blogger.com