This writing thing has lasted longer than my longest relationship with a male.
What’s our definition of relationship though, because technically, if we want to get REAL technical, I’ve only been in one official relationship with a male and it didn’t survive longer than the life of a Gastrotrichs. (If I were a gastrotrich, it would have taken up my entire lifetime. It would have been a bit of a sad lifetime though. I kinda chase after things until they find me and then I don’t know what to do with them. Like puppies and cars as referred to by crazy people in that Batman film. Yep, this is the way I think.)
However, if we are gonna talk about like, friendships, or talking to guys online or on the phone who totally tried to get me to fall in love with them, but didn’t actually succeed, then we could be saying at least a couple months. I mean, months for the attempts at romance, and then years for the friendships. I’d say my oldest guy friendship would be around 21 years. And the oldest one that wasn’t instituted by my parents and still lasts to this day, in that we like each other’s posts and whatnot on facebook, then at least six years. I can’t say much for before then, because my high school was solely populated by females, and the friends of my grade school years have mostly forgotten that I’ve existed. Or I’ve forgotten that they’ve existed. It’s a mutual forgetfulness.
At any rate, my blog is here, and has been here for two years.
I started with sharing about the agonizing pain of isolation and recovering from a surgery that further isolated me, and now I’m sharing about…all the other pain in my life. And joy. And everything. Except I really mostly need the outlet for the pain, because that way I don’t have to burden my Mom with it, or the people around me, and I can turn it into art that I won’t get judged for.
Does this make sense?
Is it healthy?
It’s been two years in the running and since it’s started I’ve gotten a driver’s license, got practically straight A’s in my first year of gradschool, and crushed on a whole bunch of guys who did not either reciprocate the feelings, or reciprocate appropriately, and this blog and I have survived it all. That seems like a good thing to me.
Thank you for being there with us.
And at some point I’ll post that post I was supposed to post where someone nominated me for the Versatile blogger award. Maybe that would be something good to do as I enter into my third year of writing…
Goodnight readers, and thank you for reading.