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"Only I wasn't steering anything, not even myself. I just bumped from my hotel to work and to parties and from parties to my hotel and back to work like a numb trolleybus. ... I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo."

-- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
"On the surface, it sounds irresponsible, but to flourish in a rapidly changing world, you actually need to make more mistakes. Fail quickly. Fail often. If you do something and it doesn't work, just recover in a hurry and try something else. ... Help develop a culture that is willing to fail its way to the future."

-- Price Pritchett, Culture Shift
"There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It's like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction -- every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it's really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and that excitement at about a million miles an hour."

-- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
ex marks the spot
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
OK, I have a question to ask: what the fuck is up with exes e-mailing me months down the road wanting a reconciliation?

This happens periodically. One in particular would e-mail and/or message me on Myspace every five/six months or so and ask if I was still mad, why I wasn't speaking to her, etc. I think I broke her of that; our last exchange ended with a threat to kill newborn animals if I ever heard from her again, so hopefully she's fucked off for good.

This one was more of a surprise. Back in November, she e-mailed me, ok, saying we couldn't see each other anymore because she "just can't do it." I never got any more information out of her than that.

Until recently. This e-mail rolled in, and well... she never was much of an English person:

"Hi here how are you doing? I would like to say sorry for what I have done to you. I would still like you to be friends with me but if you feel like that you can't then I understand. I feel so bad for what I have done to you. I hope that one day you can forgive me and we can be friend and talk once again. I really miss talking to you. This is all my fault and I am very sorry. So will you forgive me and call me sometime?
Well I said it would be just a little note so I will talk to you later."


It seems innocuous enough, and I'm sure you could read any number of things into it, but here's my rough translation:

I didn't have any real, discernible reason for breaking it off, I was really just being an impulsive kid, which is how I got into my situation to begin with. But I didn't expect to still be single eight months down the road, so I'm going back to the well because I figure there's no way you've found anyone either, and well, something is better than nothing, right?

I used to think so. When I was nineteen.

Needless to say, I won't be replying to this. I got a voice mail from her about a month before this e-mail, and I didn't return that either. The truth is that I have been seeing someone since late November, thanks for asking, and I'll be damned if she doesn't show me a bit of respect every now and again (read: all the time). So thanks for playing... with yourself, which is apparently what you're doing nowadays, or you wouldn't be writing to an ex you so unceremoniously blew off via e-mail.

Sorry... I don't have a lot of patience for this kind of thing.

posted by N.T. @ 1:36 AM  
1 Comments:
  • At October 7, 2009 12:15 AM, Blogger Erin said…

    heith, don't EVER apologize for feeling that way about this particular ex AGAIN! i mean it! she blew it and you are right to ignore her.

     
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