Dear Goddess
Submitted by daimona_discordia on Tue, 11/22/2011 - 02:58.
The doctor is in. If you've got a fork in the road you're waffling over, your life is in a shambles, or you're a whiney wishywashy bitch who needs a good kick in the pants, write down your situation and deposit it here. Sign with anything that isn't your name. Your answer will be written up within 24 hours, and left behind the bar. Just ask for the envelope with the 'name' you signed with.
The Goddess of Discord
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Afternoon
Princess
You know me too well.
It scares me, sometimes. When I actually let myself think about it. Other times, when I don't - it makes me smile. To know there's someone who knows. I don't have to explain. And hiding is a waste of time.
Ad yet, here I am, hiding behind words, writing notes, knowing that you'll never actually see me.
But I know you understand. For what it's worth.
Clearly, yes, you were right - I came back. Didn't even wait those couple of days. And you missed a reasoning in that, by the way. The ones you put down - they were spot one, Princess. But you missed one.
And I guess I need to thank you for the lunch (lunches?). Didn't think that it would be you, but makes sense.
I can't say anything, I guess, about what you're doing here and now. I don't feel I have the right. I probably shouldn't even be doing this. Part of me feels I'm intruding. But, here I am.
I'm glad you're okay. I'm glad you're finding a place - or you seem to be. For what it's worth, it's what I wanted. For you to have some kind of a life that wasn't focused around me. You've always been worth more than that.
But - I'm glad I'm not lost in the fog.
Always
Brett
evening
Baby,
What did I miss? You know I need to know, now. So fess up, what am I overlooking?
You always hated it that I could see through you. Maybe that's changed now, or maybe you're used to it. There were always things about you I understood better than you did. But I know there are still others that I couldn't grasp even if I should have been able to.
You aren't intruding. At least, I don't feel like you are. Even if this is hard to deal with, I'd rather do so than not. I know we agreed to be done with one another, but I wasn't ever happy with that. You aren't either. But you already reiterated before that things won't change. I know they won't. I know why they won't. I understand, like you said. I still don't like it, though.
You said you won't comment on what I'm doing. Though honestly I would like to know your opinion. It's probably odd to say, but I miss that more than I thought I would. Having someone to weigh in on things. I hadn't had that prior to you, and now I'm back with no one in that capacity again. Sometimes it really feels like I require that alternative take. A different set of eyes on something.
I never thought I'd wind up here. But you did get your wish. I have a life that is not focused around you. I'm not commenting on what I am or am not worth. Our opinions would differ. I'm not arguing with you in a letter. If you want to argue with me, it had better be properly, with a drink involved and a location where we can shout at one another without being disturbed. We were always pretty good at that.
Don't thank me for the lunches. I just wanted to ensure you were eating properly now and then. Yes, I'm aware it's slightly cheating on my part. But it's hands off meddling.
You're not lost in the fog. I've been writing things down sometimes, lists of things I remember. I think it helps.
I want to sign this off with something inappropriate, but I won't. No need to salt the wounds for either of us.
Julia
Dear Goddess
My cousin is an annoying, self-absorbed, namby pamby whiner that doesn’t understand that I am responsible, intelligent, and better looking than he is. Not only is he annoying, but he’s been going above my head at work and giving orders that he has no right whatsoever to give. I’ve bitten my tongue but when he’s making someone very dear to me cry, I can no longer stand for this. I feel that all my solutions to the problem aren’t creative enough. How can I make his life a living hell? That isn’t my usual methods?
Your Eternal Servant
Sir
Sir, Considering I don't
Sir,
Considering I don't know what your 'usual methods' actually entail, I can't actually tell you what to do that aren't those. But I'll tell you what I think.
Making someone else's life a living hell because they're annoying and you don't like them makes me wonder who the self-absorbed one here really is. As for making someone dear to you cry--that you can take action about. There's no real excuse for it, if it's deliberate. If it isn't, then say something. Quit biting your tongue on that.
Also, if you're looking for 'creative' solutions, you probably don't really want to deal with the problem either. From what you just said, you sit back and take it, and are stopping yourself through ridiculous excuses like not wanting to be mundane. Cut to the heart of the problem. If he's making someone upset, make sure he doesn't have access to them anymore. Cut the line, even if it means a little more going-between from you. If he's going above your head, put in the effort to get there first, before he can, or, and this is my personal favorite, set a trap for next time he does. And by 'trap' I mean misinformation. People don't listen to an unreliable source. For the orders he's not in a position to give, remind him of that fact. Either by outright defiance, or go tell 'teacher' as it were. Sure, it might be a tattle tale's move, but there's a reason kids do it. It's because someone winds up in trouble, and it isn't you doling it out. You'd be sitting back watching the show. If you do all of that, it should put him in considerable amounts of strife and discomfort. Maybe he'll back the fuck off. But when it's all said and done, make sure he knows why. Then he'll be less inclined to do it again. Punishment without context doesn't work. People always need to know the source of their circumstances.
Goddess