WinsomeDefiance -> RE: Being Alone vs Being Lonely (3/4/2010 11:02:16 AM)
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I think that's the problem I have living where I live now. There's ALWAYS people around. Always noise, people dropping by, cigarette smoke and smell in the air, music playing, TV blaring, people griping, ARRRGH. I have been looking for my own place, but have hit a few snags. Nothing insurmountable, but frustrating. I love my friend, and appreciate that she was there for me to rent a few rooms from while I figure out what I'm doing, but I really wasn't prepared for how much of a difficult transition it would be, living with so many people. Anyway, what do I do while I'm waiting around to be alone so that I can have the luxury of waiting around to find someone to not be alone with? I come on CM to find entertainment. I paint, badly, but I paint. I started out with water colors and now I'm trying my hand at acrylics and working my up to oils. I go out to the movies with my boys. I play cards with my friends/room mate. We used to have play parties here at the house, before Kay rented out our dungeon. I'm recuperating from illness, so most of the things I do are low key and non stressfull, which is why I like painting. I lose myself in movies. Work on my text-based roleplaying sites. Write, when my muse isn't on sabbatical. Occaisionally I build things on a whim, like a spanking bench and St. Andrews Cross. I had about an 8 year period in my life where I was happy to be alone. Separated between 2 years with one guy, and 2 years in a Poly household. I like my life peaceful and uncomplicated by drama. After 15 years in an abusive marriage, it was nice not having to stress out over every single small detail, or worry that something wasn't done correctly or timely. It was nice to be able to just learn myself, who I was, and what I liked about ME. The first 30 years of my life had been spent trying to please everyone around me, and doing my best to be as invisibile as possible. It was freeing to be on my own, and able to define myself on my own terms. Without that view being colored by others. Now, nearly 13 years after I left my husband, I'm a different person (I hope). I like the inner person I found. I found that she's a pretty quirky, funny, kind, and generous person that I could be friends with. That's not to say I'm not still a mess. There's things I want and need to get in control about myself, and I'm working on them. Anyway, it took me a while, but I think that while I'm happy being single and charting my own course, I'd like to hand the navigation over to someone and let them steer my course again. I think I'm at that stage in my life where I want someone I can enjoy growing older with, doing things with, sharing my life ith. And have mind blowing sex with. I don't know. I'm not quite there yet. I am tempted to venture out in that direction. Maybe.
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