Writing at this ungodly hour, one thing struck me: I really need to learn how to sleep at regular hours. baby steps… First real blog entry; so i am pretty excited. Who’s going to read this? Should they care about what they say?
Someone told me today that i am cold, emotionally detached from other people. I’ve been wondering if i have lost the way i used to connect to other people, to actually care about them. It might be true that after the fated year 2009 ( A very emotionally draining year ), i have changed to be somewhat guarded which is a direct correlation from my inability to move on, on certain topics of my life, and growing up. At least this is what i rationalize about my situation.
I am not Happy, I am not Sad. I just am.
Looking at this, it does sound that i’m in between Stage 4 and 5 of dealing with grief..
"Personal Growth".. "Finding the Good out of a situation".. "Stay with fond memories of the person"
It all came to me when i was watching an episode of House. ( season 6 episode 15 ) on a sick avid ( obsessively so ) blogger.