One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 2 1/2 years old and had just recovered from an accident. Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys. Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of "tea," which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home. My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was "just the cutest thing!" My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she watched him drink it up. Then she says, (as only a mother would know . . ... ) "Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"
Dudu* posted a quote
February 22, 2018 10:21am EST
Feeling all the emotions at once. Still, not yet. I can't reach out to you yet. I'm here, I'm still not there yet. Even when you try to close the gap and make it easier for me, I'm not the same. I'm still not there yet. You have this perfect image of me, I almost want to distort it, prove how wrong you are. I feel everything all at once. I know I'll always be trailing behind. You don't mind but I do. It hasn't been fine for a while and still. I don't know how long it'll take. I don't want you to linger around any longer. Your hopes for me don't align with my reality. You should wait, but it could be an eternity. You should, but you shouldn't have to. I'm not fine. You don't have to wait it out. I still feel everything at once. Still, time must have stopped.
Dudu* posted a quote
February 22, 2018 10:26am EST
You don't know the full story. You will never know the full story. All you can do is support or overlook. Pass judgement but that's all you know. I don't have to prove anything. I won't excuse myself but I haven't disregarded any of my responsibilities as your friend. Why is it so hard for me to respond to your texts? Why do I hate seeing a new message? Why do I dread hanging out so much? Is it a flaw in my personality? God knows. But you don't. You'll never know the full story because I've never trusted you enough to share it. I don't know if I should feel bad, honestly. I just feel drained half the time. Wish I knew true friendship. I have an idea but that may be too idealistic. Idk.