I was watching Sex & The City the other night before bed, what better way to get my blogging blood a-flowin than a good SATC episode. The episode on was titled “They Shoot Single People, Don’t They?” All the girls found themselves single at the same time and realized how much they hated it. One by one they began settling for random boyfriends they didn’t really even like. Charlotte began dating her handyman, Miranda a boring ex she was never really into, and Samantha some nasty Latin club owner guy who called them “we” which caused her to like him simply because he was ready to commit. They all decided they were happier with someone versus no one. Carrie couldn’t relate to this concept at all, which confirms I definitely am a “Carrie” when it comes to that show.
It made me think… there are sooo many people who haveeeeeee to be in a relationship to survive, why can’t people seem to exist alone? It seems that after every break up there is always one of the two, who is off and dating someone else in what seems to be over night. It’s so weird to me, not to mention disgusting… sharing your bed with someone else so quick? I understand if you want to date around, but after being in love with someone how can people move on so fast? I guess it goes back to that whole “disposable” concept. People now a days are so fearful of being alone that they treat each other as if they’re disposable. Like Jay Z says, on to tha next…
I suppose it’s just a way insecure, weak people cope with their loss, or maybe they never really cared about the relationship they were in to begin with? I know when I love someone, my heart needs time to slow down, catch it’s breath, and sew up any cracks before I am really ready to move on. I guess I am just loyal to love, even lost love. I’m also fine being alone, and realize you can’t fill one void with another void, eventually all the voids will catch up to you, just like a trash pile up. It’s not fun taking out the trash/being alone when you’re sad, but it’s one of those things that for me, isn’t optional.
It feels good knowing I’m strong enough to exist alone. I suppose dating someone new is a nice distraction after a break up, but it sure seems like a quick, temporary fix. As soon as things slow down and the distraction subsides, reality will be back tapping on your shoulder to remind you of the things you ran from. The only sure fire way through the storm is directly through it.
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Anyway, this morning while laying in my stuffy little room, I became so jealous reading all Kim Kardashian’s and her Mom’s Italy tweets, it really got me thinking… if you sacrifice everything you stand for, really, anything is possible. I mean who the heck is Kim Kardashian anyway? Why am I not in Italy with my Mom eating breakfast on some ocean front balcony as paparazzi follow me around town? So annoying! I’ve alwaysssss loved Kim, I really think style wise, she is one of the cutest around, but that doesn’t mean I love who she is, and what she stands for. A lot of people confuse my obsession with her.
