Ooooh, yes. I am an invisible cloak type gal. This was a beautiful walk through your uncloaking and realization of how many people love you and vice versa. So happy you’re going to visit your friends ❤️
This felt like sitting down with a cup of tea and realizing the warmth is coming from the inside out.
Your words wrapped around something I didn’t even know needed to be seen, that strange ache of having “uninvited” ourselves from connection, and how easily it can be undone… with one call, one memory, one moment of being present.
Also: “veritable shit-ton” of friends might be my new favorite unit of measurement. 🌀💙
Thank you for the honesty, the humor, and the hope.
Thank you Dea. I appreciate how heartfelt and intentional your comments are, always. I was so profoundly affected by my own epiphany when these things occurred that I felt like others might see something in the experience for themselves. 🫠
When you speak of “uninviting myself to the party”, 👋👋👋 guilty as charged. Yes, I’ve disassociated and in most cases, it’s been my choice.
At one time I had a slew of those “3 am friends” while probably being one the same in return. Since 2020, I’ve lost a lot of faith in people in general. I know I’m not alone. I used to love being around people, but that changed. I’ve really become uncomfortable with groups of people, and the closer relationships have all but disappeared. Even when I was still working, it was a relief to be locked in the cab or engine alone, being away from the nutty people, instead of collecting tickets or giving info! Some times I miss it, some I don’t. But I gotta tell ya, when you find out one of the friends is gone, work or otherwise, it gets to you. And I’ve had a few of those over the past couple of years too (in fact wrote about a few).
This one hits home. It’s one of many things that keeps my therapist busy 🙄
I’m optimistic on your behalf because you’re one of the best friends I have here on SS. The kind I’m not afraid to meet in person. Not sure you understand how big that is, to say that fearlessly about a stranger. Older friendships aside I lost my mind for a while during and for a couple years following the bioweapon release. If you’re still in that mode, just getting out and about made a big difference for me. I’ve been thinking that I bet pub quiz nights are fun. Maybe there’s one near you. This is socializing without commitment and acquaintances often turn into friends they’re sneaky that way. Also you’d kick ass in baseball trivia. And then there’s that pick up whiffle ball game you could start at a park or cul de sac near you. If you’re outta shape like I am corn hole might be more your style. It’s what these younger generations replaced horse shoes with. Now there’s a game. Euchre nights are fun too. I’m getting a lot of no good sneaky ideas here…
I missed so many of my friends from college, and stayed in contact of the years, or decades actually until Social Media was invented. It’s the reason I never leave Facebook, I am always in contact with so many of my older friends and family who I’ve lost contact with over the years. Thank you for the important reminder, that without these connections we can be so lonely.
Ooooh, yes. I am an invisible cloak type gal. This was a beautiful walk through your uncloaking and realization of how many people love you and vice versa. So happy you’re going to visit your friends ❤️
I’m happy that you liked this. I think I had 24 subscribers when I originally posted it. This is a community who can appreciate a wall flower’s take🫠🙏
Yes indeed 😁. And that’s cool to look back and see how many have connected with your work!
This felt like sitting down with a cup of tea and realizing the warmth is coming from the inside out.
Your words wrapped around something I didn’t even know needed to be seen, that strange ache of having “uninvited” ourselves from connection, and how easily it can be undone… with one call, one memory, one moment of being present.
Also: “veritable shit-ton” of friends might be my new favorite unit of measurement. 🌀💙
Thank you for the honesty, the humor, and the hope.
Thank you Dea. I appreciate how heartfelt and intentional your comments are, always. I was so profoundly affected by my own epiphany when these things occurred that I felt like others might see something in the experience for themselves. 🫠
When you speak of “uninviting myself to the party”, 👋👋👋 guilty as charged. Yes, I’ve disassociated and in most cases, it’s been my choice.
At one time I had a slew of those “3 am friends” while probably being one the same in return. Since 2020, I’ve lost a lot of faith in people in general. I know I’m not alone. I used to love being around people, but that changed. I’ve really become uncomfortable with groups of people, and the closer relationships have all but disappeared. Even when I was still working, it was a relief to be locked in the cab or engine alone, being away from the nutty people, instead of collecting tickets or giving info! Some times I miss it, some I don’t. But I gotta tell ya, when you find out one of the friends is gone, work or otherwise, it gets to you. And I’ve had a few of those over the past couple of years too (in fact wrote about a few).
This one hits home. It’s one of many things that keeps my therapist busy 🙄
You say it well, Cori.
Thanks for the kind words. I wouldn’t mind an in person someday too.
Good ideas. Just gonna need to shake the ‘tude.
I’m optimistic on your behalf because you’re one of the best friends I have here on SS. The kind I’m not afraid to meet in person. Not sure you understand how big that is, to say that fearlessly about a stranger. Older friendships aside I lost my mind for a while during and for a couple years following the bioweapon release. If you’re still in that mode, just getting out and about made a big difference for me. I’ve been thinking that I bet pub quiz nights are fun. Maybe there’s one near you. This is socializing without commitment and acquaintances often turn into friends they’re sneaky that way. Also you’d kick ass in baseball trivia. And then there’s that pick up whiffle ball game you could start at a park or cul de sac near you. If you’re outta shape like I am corn hole might be more your style. It’s what these younger generations replaced horse shoes with. Now there’s a game. Euchre nights are fun too. I’m getting a lot of no good sneaky ideas here…
I missed so many of my friends from college, and stayed in contact of the years, or decades actually until Social Media was invented. It’s the reason I never leave Facebook, I am always in contact with so many of my older friends and family who I’ve lost contact with over the years. Thank you for the important reminder, that without these connections we can be so lonely.
I just started reconnecting and it’s been wonderful.