Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The Unsent Letter


February 19, 2013

Hi

This is my closure letter.   If this is TL;DR which can be judged by the size of this, then skip to  the last paragraph, because that’s all I really want to say I guess.  I still feel that we are still friends, although we probably are not, so this is my last message.

But please keep in mind that this is meant for me and myself only.  It is no way intended by any means to revive the friendship, or anything else.  It took me so long to think about this, and I guess time is what was needed to write this.  I needed to be in a mutual and purely genuine mood to write what I really feel and think, which can only be felt in time.  No feelings of desperation, regret, clinginess, or apologizing.  Total neutralness.  And also, I just like writing letters, though I rarely write them.  This will be my only letter, I try my best to keep my word, so please don’t categorize me, as this will be the only one, my first and last (so I won’t be a creeper, sorry but I really believed in our friendship, I didn’t think I’d end up being a stranger because of all the things we’ve been through).
 
I need closure for myself, though.  You probably don’t, but I do.  I only care about my own feelings and thoughts, and I can’t move on without something like this.  You should know me, as I like being organized.  Unorganization bothers me, and what could bother me more than an unorganized friendship?  If this was your idea for revenge though, you’ve got it.  You won.  And sorry about how long it took for me to respond to what you did because… I really didn’t know what was going on.  I wasn’t given much information to work with, but I guess it’s my fault for not understanding you.

Sorry for always stalking you on Tumblr though.  It was a reassurance for me, because I thought “I wonder what Jess is up to”… “Oh, she’s just playing LoL”… Go, play and have fun with your friends, and I was okay with that.  But now I don’t even have that anymore (I stopped my stalking attempts, you’re free to tumblr now, so sorry and embarrassed about this but there’s nothing I can do…).  I don’t know what you’re up to, because now I feel the confirmation that you really are ignoring me.

Two things I have learned to heart from an ex-friend (the one who despises my existence), were to communicate, and to not assume.  Those things are so important in any kind of relationship, and I was hoping you would be able to talk to me… however, I am only left with assumptions of why you would hate me now. I have narrowed it down.

Okay, so my first thought was that maybe you didn’t get my humor… about how openly jealous I was, but really, I thought you could have just F3’d it off and I can be commedical like Ron where you constantly reject him.  Honestly I thought it would be funny to show that I’m jealous all the time when you hang out with other people even though I’m okay with it.  I’ll never get mad at you.  I don’t ever get mad in general.  Only when I feel like I have to be but only then it’ll still be an act because I’d laugh afterwards. 

Second, is it because I sound different when I blog?  Am I just not funny?  And I guess I was showing some passive-aggressiveness… maybe that’s the problem for people like me who don’t get mad, we don’t show getting mad, but show it subtly.  Sorry for falling for you, I tried to find any signs that you’d like me back though so I tried to see if you would get jealous or not, but I did it so subtle.  It was so dumb and immature, but I get it.  I read the hints over and over and  I’m okay.  I’m okay now. The only thing I’m not okay with is you not being there for me anymore and not telling me what’s wrong. 

Third, I don't talk to you about my problems, or my life in general. I don’t do this to anyone actually unless they press me or if I’m really intimidated. You seemed you never cared anyway, because I felt that you never actually ask me anything.  I didn’t want to bother you.  So I guess I hoped you’d just be interested in me but  I guess I wasn’t interesting at all either way, but that’s okay, really.  I only cared, or I’d like to think I did to think that I cared for you very much. I don’t care about the reciprocation, but only looking out for a fellow INFP.

Despite all of this, it’s over, isn’t it?  I know you don’t revive friendships, and I know you never recover from broken ones, but I’m just saying that it takes effort for two, and I’m not giving up because I don’t like you and that I don’t want to be your friend.  It’s not that at all.  It’s because I don’t want to hinder your growth in your development as a person, as I feel that you are only truly beginning to experience the joys of life and I’m hoping that my absence in your life will only enhance it.  That’s why this will be my first and only, my last letter (unless you respond with an open ending in your response if you respond).

Thank you for being my best friend these four months of summer.  Thank you for the refined opal ore.  Thank you for that picture on my birthday that I forgot to save onto my computer.  Thank you for watching Anohana with me.  Thank you for the song recommendations.  Thank you for introducing me to PokeMMO and dress up games.  Thank you for the attention. Thank you for opening up to me.  Thank you for those memorable late nights of just talking about anything.  Thank you for giving me a better reason to get up in the morning.  Thank you for making the summer atmosphere refreshing. Good luck in the future, best wishes, and have fun.  I’ll never forget your fierce prowess in the heat of Maple PvP, your individuality, your beauty, your creativity, and how you forced me into a friendship I did not deserve.  Thank you for everything.



-jas0n

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Feeling so sad right now

Last week I planned for yesterday to be the day I finally kill myself... didn't go through because my brother worked double the night before yesterday so he got yesterday night off... and I was supposed to die yesterday night.  Maybe tonight?  Why do I feel so scared... I shouldn't mind death, it's nothing, right?  It's supposed to be nothing...

and holy fuck, I can't even kill myself coz the car is in the other house, and my dad brought the van to work, so the vehicles that can actually kill me are not here. fuuuuuuuu.

Oh Hey, a Quote I thought of

"Studying something you're not interested in is like forcing yourself to have sex with a sheep"

And another random thing I thought about Pokemon, lol:
"Pokemon allows men to show their sensitivity side, in this man-cannot-be-sensitive world"

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Money

I'm beginning to think that the constant want and worry for money is a mental illness.

The only things I envy about other people is the attention and praise they get.  Even if its for something stupid, like getting a job, buying a nice house, or helping the poor.

Names for my Future Kids

Boy: Atticus
Girl: Chloe

Monday, February 11, 2013

Sunday, February 10, 2013

The sad part was that... it was what I needed to truly love you. Why thank you for showing me what I really want out of love.  And I like it.  I like becoming the clingy person.  I guess...

I haven't been writing because I don't like using my brain.  I really hate the thought of thinking, but I have a few notes that I jot down that I thought would be useful for my person building process in the near future:

I fall for whoever I end up thinking about the most.  The timing matters, my mood matters a lot, that's just how I am.

I miss the days when the little things bothered me... like oh, she must be stinky, I can't like her because she's stinky... she doesn't ask how I'm doing, I don't like her because she doesn't care about me. That sort of thought.

So, the more I thought about it without tears and feelings, I've come to a decision of what my heart and mind is proud of.  It consists of five things that I must tell her when I encounter her the next time:

You started ignoring me because:

1. I sound different when I blog.  Am I just not funny?
2. I don't talk to you about my problems.  You seemed you never cared anyway.
3. You didn't get my humor of me being openly jealous.
4. You're going to be growing, and honestly I don't want to hold you back in any way... I don't want to be a problem or whatever so I just try talking to you once in awhile, I hope I wasn't all in your face about it because it really isn't what I was trying to do.
5. Am I that hard to talk to?  Why couldn't you tell me anything?

Clues that she didn't like me:

1. Doesn't ask how I'm doing.
2. "It was his loss." (Holy hell, you didn't even want to stay friends with the guy...)
3.  Talking about other guys to me

From Lessons and Fine Advice:

"Eighteen Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.
Nineteen When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.
Twenty One Spend some time alone.

A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart."

Is it too late for the immediate steps?

But its only been a week and some since she found out... but why the fuck do I care?  Is it because I feel that I can relate so much?

No, it's because I do care, and I'm going insane by the second.  I don't want to assume shit either.  "Assume makes an ass out of u and me."

Saturday, February 2, 2013

It's like you only notice your insecurities when you're in love with someone.

And you're failing in the pursuit.