Cliche ridden pep talks. What Valentines Day means to us single ladies. Denial. Friendship.
It’s February, and that’s why we here at the Nearby Future.com are advocating the most important skill to master for the future!
Communication.
So, sit in a circle and let’s share something heartbreaking, hilarious, or honest.
I’ll start.
So I’m the kind of person who is known for jumping to conclusions. I see something, I link it to something else, and I assume. This can be dangerous, and this time around it was. I thought there was a something, a possible romantic relationship, when apparently there was nothing. And now I’m trying to cope.
Technically, logically, I should be crushed. But really, I’m functioning, I’m communicating well, I’m not bitter and not overly-honest. Either I take a six months precipitated rejection really well or I’m just not grasping the logical facts here.
It’s denial. Some part of me wishes it wasn’t. The other just wants to continue on with this blissful ignorance. If there’s ever a time to rebel against reality, it’d probably be now.
But if you’re in denial, then you can’t move on. You’re just stuck in a moment in time with that one feeling of hope and happiness. So closure? Sure, that might work. Maybe. Sometimes.
But it was so perfect: the definition of perfect being better than the last time, and the time before that, and the instance before that.
Excuses won’t help, neither will failed justifications. But they’ll do, at least for now.
Because denial is a phase to be lingered on, and to be savored. Just for a little while, until it passes and then the worst hits.
So, I shared. Why don’t you?