Comments on: a fistful of worms http://thisfish.com/a-fistful-of-worms/ Found the bike. Not changing the title. Mon, 06 Apr 2026 05:54:12 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.4 By: JUST LIKE YOU http://thisfish.com/a-fistful-of-worms/#comment-29278 JUST LIKE YOU Fri, 11 Apr 2008 01:07:17 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1502#comment-29278 <p>I just stumbled into this blog, adn well I just want to let you know how good it feels to know that I am not the only one that experiences that breakdown level, where I feel like I know we cannot be together,but you love him... can't forget him... and well its been so long you've been together that it feels like you know nothing else... well Honey... thats me in a nutshell, I feel like I can't take this,and I have alot going on believe me, b/t the death of my mother, the loss of a child at the same time, and well now the man of my life who just could not live out of state from me, w/o sharing w/o another one, I just cant seem to let go, the thougths of him with another woman,or the fact that you can love me and be with someone else..just doesnt sound like love....... the things he does and says.... promise me the world... but just me and you in it... GOD SHALL help me through.... still feels good to know though..these tears bring fear of ever loving again...... time will heal all wounds.... didn't say it would be easy....</p> I just stumbled into this blog, adn well I just want to let you know how good it feels to know that I am not the only one that experiences that breakdown level, where I feel like I know we cannot be together,but you love him… can’t forget him… and well its been so long you’ve been together that it feels like you know nothing else… well Honey… thats me in a nutshell, I feel like I can’t take this,and I have alot going on believe me, b/t the death of my mother, the loss of a child at the same time, and well now the man of my life who just could not live out of state from me, w/o sharing w/o another one, I just cant seem to let go, the thougths of him with another woman,or the fact that you can love me and be with someone else..just doesnt sound like love……. the things he does and says…. promise me the world… but just me and you in it… GOD SHALL help me through…. still feels good to know though..these tears bring fear of ever loving again…… time will heal all wounds…. didn’t say it would be easy….

]]> By: ozzieneil http://thisfish.com/a-fistful-of-worms/#comment-29277 ozzieneil Sun, 06 Apr 2008 05:51:05 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1502#comment-29277 <p>It's never our fault when we fall in love. Some little thing deep within the amygdala go's off and pow.... we're in love. It might be the wrong person, it might be for all the wrong reasons. Doesn't matter. Nature, in her infinite wisdom has deemed the hierarchy of our brains will be thus. Poor ol rational and wise neo cortex doesn't stand a chance. Its like arguing with a 5 year old. You might KNOW you're right... but it makes not the slightest bit of difference to them. <br /><br />There's lots of reasons why this is, but none of them matter to anyone, (moi right now) held trapped within the amygdalas irrational rationality. But there is hope. At the end of the day, its all about genetic imperative. Bonding with another, through love, has been pretty successful for we humans. We've pretty much put the A in apex. Trying to fight something so ingrained, so part of our succes as a species is quite simply pointless. So all those above who have proffered the advice, "keep the faith, go forth, live and most definitely hold out for love", are wise indeed. Because the boys running the show deep within the amygdala, (they gotta be boys right?), aren't real smart. You provide them with enough opportunities, hell they're gonna throw that switch again. They cant help emselves. An when it happens in conjunction with someone else's amygdala crew throwing their switch.... ahhh we've found genetic imperative... I mean love... all over again!</p> It’s never our fault when we fall in love. Some little thing deep within the amygdala go’s off and pow…. we’re in love. It might be the wrong person, it might be for all the wrong reasons. Doesn’t matter. Nature, in her infinite wisdom has deemed the hierarchy of our brains will be thus. Poor ol rational and wise neo cortex doesn’t stand a chance. Its like arguing with a 5 year old. You might KNOW you’re right… but it makes not the slightest bit of difference to them.

There’s lots of reasons why this is, but none of them matter to anyone, (moi right now) held trapped within the amygdalas irrational rationality. But there is hope. At the end of the day, its all about genetic imperative. Bonding with another, through love, has been pretty successful for we humans. We’ve pretty much put the A in apex. Trying to fight something so ingrained, so part of our succes as a species is quite simply pointless. So all those above who have proffered the advice, “keep the faith, go forth, live and most definitely hold out for love”, are wise indeed. Because the boys running the show deep within the amygdala, (they gotta be boys right?), aren’t real smart. You provide them with enough opportunities, hell they’re gonna throw that switch again. They cant help emselves. An when it happens in conjunction with someone else’s amygdala crew throwing their switch…. ahhh we’ve found genetic imperative… I mean love… all over again!

]]> By: sunny http://thisfish.com/a-fistful-of-worms/#comment-29276 sunny Sun, 06 Apr 2008 03:55:34 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1502#comment-29276 <p>That was such a lovely post- you really put into words how so many of us have felt- myself included. Thank you.</p> That was such a lovely post- you really put into words how so many of us have felt- myself included. Thank you.

]]> By: Anonymous http://thisfish.com/a-fistful-of-worms/#comment-29275 Anonymous Thu, 03 Apr 2008 08:14:55 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1502#comment-29275 <p>"And partly, now, I think it's that feeling that I miss, rather than him specifically."</p><br /><br /><p>For me, I think it's "me" that I miss. That version of me that was happy, was open, wasn't hurting, still had faith.</p><br /><br /><p>I don't miss him, or even us, I just miss who I was when I was happy.</p><br /><br /><p>The worst part is that the happy memories hurt far more than the sad ones.</p> “And partly, now, I think it’s that feeling that I miss, rather than him specifically.”

For me, I think it’s “me” that I miss. That version of me that was happy, was open, wasn’t hurting, still had faith.

I don’t miss him, or even us, I just miss who I was when I was happy.

The worst part is that the happy memories hurt far more than the sad ones.

]]> By: been there too... http://thisfish.com/a-fistful-of-worms/#comment-29274 been there too... Thu, 03 Apr 2008 07:50:59 +0000 http://thisfish.com/?p=1502#comment-29274 <p>beautifully written.</p> beautifully written.

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