After our storm....

My blog used to be titled: My journey through my new life. That title is still correct, this is a new life, after our storm. We do see the light.....

Thursday, December 07, 2006

I stepped out today......

I finally stepped out of the house today, after about 3 days of trapping myself indoors. It helped, a little bit. I left and picked up the kids, stopped by Mcdonalds. Then a friend called, maybe she wasn't the best person to talk to, but, it helped. I drove around for the hour I talked to her. I drove and parked in the Walmart parking lot, then drove and parked in the Thrift store parking lot....then I drove back to Walmart and waited until I got off the phone with her. I wasn't thinking straight, so I was driving in circles. We made plans to go out and eat lunch next week.
This is the same lady that I gave "his" phone number too. She said that they got a message a few weeks ago from me, asking for his number back. She asked if I still felt I needed it.......she said she would be happy to relay any messages to him, but only if she felt them extremely important. I told her (and don't think I've mentioned anything lately) that sometimes I think about "him" and what "he" thought/thinks about the whole situation. We never said good bye to each other, the relationship just ended that same day Jorge found out. It's almost like, sometimes I feel we....no, "I" need closure. But I'm not going to go down that path again. That's what happened in the first place. When Jorge started to neglect me the most, I turned to someone else.
I will not make that same mistake!!
I told her that I must have been going through that phase at that time. I said it passed within a few days. I was angry with him by the end and just felt the need to cuss him out. I told her to not obey me when I and if I ever ask for the number. She completely agrees with me and has promised to not even relay messages or discuss me with him.
I don't know if it matters, but it does make me feel a little better.
On another note.....Steven asked for another baby last night. Jorge just looked at me and laughed. With my mom's crazy issues, it hasn't given Jorge and I enough time to discuss our problems. I don't know if that's good or bad, but, at least we're just here comforting each other (somewhat). We haven't really had enough time to fight about our problems. I can't even really say if "we've" had problems. I've had issues. Jorge has just stood there most of the week. He hugs me when I cry, steps aside when I'm just being flat out weird........

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