Discombobulated: To be thrown into a state of confusion.

Wednesday, July 21, 2004

Rubbish

Will slip this one in quietly in between all the light hearted links that have been posted over the last few days.
I'm not having a good few days, and have just realised that I've done the same on this blog as I do in real life. Distracted myself (and others) from my tears and upsets by jokes and light hearted comments designed to cover up, gloss over and distract from what is really going on.

*sigh*

I have to deal with things that are going to make me cry. 

I cry really easily.

I cry at the airport when I see long distance lovers reunited,  Grandparents meeting their new born grandbaby for the first time and these are just the happy things!  

I can't even begin to look around me when I'm at the departure gate, to see a child say goodbye to a parent, a husband say goodbye to a wife. I often walk through immigration with my eyes fixed firmly ahead of me so that I don't 'notice' the sobbing teenager beside me in the line. Because if I did then I'd cry too. Because ? Why? I think its partly because I have no one that is missing me.




2 comments:

Mia said...

I'm sort of missed back home in .....

But not really my siblings get on with their own lives with emails here and there.
My parents not really that bothered where I am, although funnily enough just last night they called and asked if they could come and stay in HK and use my place as a base for a trip to Vietnam/Cambodia.
Friends - well they probably missed me for the first few years, but these days their lives have moved on and away from things I know.

Mia said...

And Shandyman, when are you going to add something more to your blog, like a photo of those sexy ankles! :)