Hey people, Well, I'm alive and still breathing - that's about all I have to say for now. Me & Adam are doing the counseling thing which I'm finding out that it is a painfully slow process. We went for our initial meeting w/the counselor and she decided she wanted to see me for 2 sessions alone & then Adam for one. I'm thinking she evidently feels that I'm the bigger problem in the relationship - either that or she's gonna get more information from me than she will from Adam. Adam told me the other day that I'm abusive (I guess verbally and I've got that whole overly controlling thing going on) - that just kinda killed something in me. No one has ever told me that and considering he very rarely ever said anything positive to me - well - my self image in this relationship is just wacked. Outside of this relationship - I'm still have my strong self defined idea of who I am though. I know that this relationship has brought out the worst in me but it's not like he's ever done anything to help bring out the best. I feel so despondent about the relationship right now - even though the counselor seems to think the relationship is viable. But anyway - I'm doing well in school - I got 100 on my essay exam I had last week. YAY ME! We're studying poetry right now in Intro. to Lit. Of course, I'm doing well - the teacher put up a link on the post board for us to post poems we may have written - she really likes my work. Unfortunately, I'm the only person posting any poems on there - I would've like to see if anyone else writes as well. Anyhow, I wrote a poem earlier tonight - figured I would post it for you guys. Also, I'm being inducted into the honor society at PCC at the end of this week. I started writing the poem about my voice cracking on the radio because of my emotions getting to me about the relationship issues I'm dealing. As I was writing the imagery I started using about the ribbon reminded me of a wedding me & Adam went to this time last year. They had ribbons tied around the little sacks of candy and I had pulled mine off and he tied it around my finger and said not to forget him. I told him I don't think that was possible seeing how I had remembered him for the 9 years we were apart. (God, now I'm crying). Anyhow - that's what it's about - now you all have the inside scoop on the poem - you should feel privilaged. I guess what makes this so painful at the moment is this morning he told me that he wouldn't want to be with me forever - in reference to marriage - mainly because of how controlling I am. At this point we're both being brutally honest - not in a "i'm trying to hurt you way" but more in a "i'm just at the end of my rope" sort of way. But, as always, he's never able to understand me - so I'm thinking it's a lost cause - as much as I don't want it to be. Anyway - here's the poem: OVERWHELMED ARTICULATION Cool and deft, the musical voice flows….. Like a smooth silk ribbon Normally beautiful and perfect, But is now marred with emotional snags, Broken and cracking notes. The sounds become skewed, The ribbon disfigured…. For it’s tied around a finger, And the reminder is too much For one voice to bear. |