tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33211251.post115839368259330117..comments2024-01-08T19:49:13.932+00:00Comments on Froogville: "As a dog returneth to his vomit..."Frooghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06738623732860210935noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33211251.post-74927194626448616972007-05-29T13:06:00.000+00:002007-05-29T13:06:00.000+00:00In my opinion, if life circumstances are the only ...In my opinion, if life circumstances are the only obstacle in the way of total happiness in a relationship, and those circumstances change dramatically, then people owe it to themselves to give it another shot, if none of the two have a second of doubt in their mind. <BR/>But one person perusing the other and trying to “convince” them to give it another shot, that’s the kind of “dog vomit” that should stay untouched. <BR/><BR/>I'm so glad that you feel the way you do about this "loved one"; that you no longer feel sad being reminded of not having her. "That is a good place to be" -a sentence I have learnt from a friend who is very good at recognising which state is a good state and which is not.EARTHLINGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17065331879631346198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33211251.post-1160205677167004902006-10-07T07:21:00.000+00:002006-10-07T07:21:00.000+00:00No, I really think I am 'out of danger' now.This p...No, I really think I am 'out of danger' now.<BR/><BR/>This post was a bit of a stream-of-consciousness thing: I wasn't sure where I was going with it when I started. And I suppose I started out addressing the possibility that by continuing to have contact with her I was "leaving the door open" to reviving the romance. That possibility was thrown into sharper relief by her revelations about her 'love life', and the conflicted feelings they provoked in me.<BR/><BR/>The 'conflict of interest' I referred to exasperatedly was not in fact - as it might have been - a romantic one, but simply a dilemma of friendship: I feel I ought to give her a good verbal slapping around, encourage her to ditch this guy who is (by her own frequent admission) no good for her; but I am afraid to do so because of the likely fatal strain it would put on our friendship (a strain that would, I'm sure, be intensified by her suspicions that I might have a more selfish motive in giving such advice).<BR/><BR/>The process of writing this post was very usefully cathartic for me, I think. I realised very clearly in the course of the writing that I am at last completely in control of the lustful impulses she once aroused in me, and that I really do see her just as a friend now - almost, indeed, as a sister.<BR/><BR/>A day or two ago, I played Garbage's 'Version 2.0' album - music which had become very tied up in my mind with our relationship and our breakup, and which has usually made me very weepy when I've heard it since. This time, I enjoyed it without acid flashbacks, without tears - just a good album again, disentangled from all the painful memories. A breakthrough!Frooghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06738623732860210935noreply@blogger.com