Did you know it is possible to ignore someone aggressively? Because it is.
Today I crossed paths today with an “old friend” for the first time in a long while. She was with a friend, and today we were very close by one-another and we ignored each other. Aggressively.
It’s easy, at a distance, to ignore someone. You can say things like “oh I’m sorry I must have missed you!”, or you can do a fake…
|Person without Chronic Illness:||"Have you tried [insert random doctor/medicine/routine/exercise/food/etc.]?"|
|Person without Chronic Illness:||"Well... Don't you think you should?"|
|Me:||"...Why? Did you have a chronic illness, and it magically cured you? Do you KNOW someone with a chronic illness who it helped? Oh... You found it on the internet... GEE, I NEVER THOUGHT TO LOOK THERE."|
patience. I am going to cut it to teach
myself loss. On my best days I still don’t
always get out of bed. New York, we have
to stop meeting like this. I would have
texted you sooner but cabs at three a.m.
But boys who don’t mind if I don’t always
smile like I mean it. But the rain and I
don’t always have an umbrella. Everything
is an excuse, so who are we kidding? If you
write me a poem, I’ll probably make out
with you. No, I am not drunk. I just want to
see your naked elbows. I just want to
dye my hair an unacceptable color and
become a totally different person.
One of my favourite lines from Katniss Everdeen: “I’ve never been very good at friends.”
It’s not because hearing it woke something in me, but because it’s a phrase I’ve used in conversation with myself a large number of times in my life and it’s nice to hear someone else say it.
I’m a terrible friend. I hang on and ask for more than I give out. I would argue that no one ever asks me for…
My case manager at the Alcohol and Drug clinic today told me: “There are a lot of banana skins along the way, but you choose to either stay on the ground, or get back up.” I liked the analogy a lot. I never did like bananas that much anyway. Though my friends and I did try to smoke the skins once… I wonder if that’s some kind of cruel metaphor in and of itself. Anyway, I digress.
I hit a big…