I didn't get a response at all to that. Didn't really expect one, but I am just happy to have maintained what's right for me.
I came across a quote from Erich Fromm today. I love it only because it mirrors so closely the 'me' I saw me becoming in that relationship, and finally see some words that are somewhat close to the nightmare that I believed was my destiny:
Today we come across an individual who behaves like an automaton, who does not know or understand himself, and the only person that he knows is the person that he is supposed to be, whose meaningless chatter has replaced communicative speech, whose synthetic smile has replaced genuine laughter, and whose sense of dull despair has taken the place of genuine pain. Two statements may be said concerning this individual. One is that he suffers from defects of spontaneity and individuality which may seem to be incurable. At the same time, it may be said of him he does not differ essentially from the millions of the rest of us who walk upon this earth.
I saw that coming for me. Over the 12 years, it became apparent that I was not ever going to get to a level of communication with her that I required in a relationship of that depth. It was totally cancerous to me, but I loved her all the same. Now I'm just over here still trying to locate that automaton core, so I can take it out back and smash the shit out of it.
I came across a quote from Erich Fromm today. I love it only because it mirrors so closely the 'me' I saw me becoming in that relationship, and finally see some words that are somewhat close to the nightmare that I believed was my destiny:
Today we come across an individual who behaves like an automaton, who does not know or understand himself, and the only person that he knows is the person that he is supposed to be, whose meaningless chatter has replaced communicative speech, whose synthetic smile has replaced genuine laughter, and whose sense of dull despair has taken the place of genuine pain. Two statements may be said concerning this individual. One is that he suffers from defects of spontaneity and individuality which may seem to be incurable. At the same time, it may be said of him he does not differ essentially from the millions of the rest of us who walk upon this earth.
I saw that coming for me. Over the 12 years, it became apparent that I was not ever going to get to a level of communication with her that I required in a relationship of that depth. It was totally cancerous to me, but I loved her all the same. Now I'm just over here still trying to locate that automaton core, so I can take it out back and smash the shit out of it.
wtf:
I would hope we all find that one person that truly compliments us. So that one in a moment of darkness, they know themselves and us so completely, that they can lead us back to ourselves or to each other in loving kindness. I know it is possible. I know it as sure as death. Why do I feel that one person is ourselves?