Two Years
In an effort to avoid passing unspeakable rage on to my daughter, I’ve been going to counseling to try to work through my baggage from the past year’s events. I think things have been going pretty well; I’ve managed not to kill anyone yet. (I still wish a violent case of herpes on certain people every single day, though).
Anyway, with the holidays coming, my therapist is stepping up the appointments. Apparently, this is the time everyone sails off the deep end. I’ll admit; it’s going to be difficult for me… but thankfully, I have a ruthless work schedule that will keep me pretty busy. The hardest part is going to be that there is no one here to share them with me.
Enter the conversation with the therapist that I did not want to have.
“You shouldn’t date for at least a year.”
(blink. blink.) “Is that a year from when he left, a year from the divorce date, or a year from NOW?”
“Have you been dating already?”
(blink. blink.) “Ummm….uhhhh….. define DATING.”
Apparently, it takes two years for the human heart to heal from the trauma of a breakup. And that’s provided that you do it the healthy way; there are those who get stuck somewhere in the process and never get over it. I do NOT want to be one of those people.
So I am forbidden from dating until after the first of the year.
“You’ll make it,” reassured my therapist. The funny thing is, I know she’s right.
But what the hell will I write about?
October 29th, 2007 at 7:14 pm
How about the guy in the fuzzy bunny boots?
October 30th, 2007 at 3:21 am
You could write about that violent case of herpes that certain people mysteriously got. Although I thought that was pretty mellow. I always wished for a small (Maybe the size of a house) meteor dropped on certain people. Or maybe a quick aging illness struck them. Hey I’m over it after 2 years. No. Really I am. Now I just wish his car would be accidently run over by a tank while he and SHE is in it. You know, healthy fantasies.
October 30th, 2007 at 3:23 am
Oh, any Army men out there want to do me a real big favor? I’d be grateful.
October 30th, 2007 at 7:13 am
Funny thing, The first year after Connie and I split up, I didn’t date. I think that was a good thing for me… Then again, after that year, I think I more than made up for the, ahem, lack of dating
October 30th, 2007 at 7:38 am
I saw a guy once wearing a shirt saying ‘the best way to get over him is to get under me.’ I should have asked him if that actually worked (for him).
October 30th, 2007 at 7:33 pm
Funny you should write this today. For the past month my best friend and roomate have been going through a - eh - spiritual awakening if you will with regards to dating. Last night, at a bar in ft. Lauderdale, i sat next to a pilot whose name is O’rian as in the constellation - anyway we got into this long discussion about past relationships. First let me say - my mother always tells me a woman seeks her equal. This is true - one attracts someone who is looking for someone in the same transitional stage they are in. Think about past relationships and what you’ve been through - with u and mr. Herpes for instance - he wasn’t ready to grow up and well - u wern’t done growing. You’ve accomplished so much in the last year and he’s kind of stayed complacent. Také that to the bank as the mac truck runs him over