People from your Past

Well, are there any people from your past who you would like to call/contact, but feel that you can't/shouldn't?

If there are, who? And why?

 

There are only a very few who I would love to talk to again to see how their life is going and to see how much they have grown (not physically, but mentally..) But I don't know where they are.. My best friend who I knew since 8th grade, I talked to her about six years ago, sent her a letter and she called, missed her call and that was it, that was about two years ago. I think about her and miss her from time to time...

 

I felt that way about one of my exes for a long time, after a rather nasty breakup. we were both very immature, and we both made some bad decisions. but late last year I got back in touch with her, and we've met a couple of times since then, and had nice chats. I'm very happy about that, because this negative energy that stayed with me from when we ended it, is gone now.

but I do not think there is anyone else I'd like to meet again. I'd rather meet new people.

 

That's sad about your friend Shroomie and good about yours Jimmy.

I from time to time wonder about certain people but the one constant is my Dad. I haven't seen nor heard from him for 17 years. He was a prick but you know, people change. I know I have.

I've never had an adult conversation with him. Never shared a beer. Never said all the things I've wanted to. Never heard his side of the break-up. I don't have a clue where he is though. I did spend a few years trying to locae him through his family and chasing his social security number, but ultimately to no avail.

It's not something I dwell on, and it is a part of my life that I have dealt with but still, every now and then, he crosses my mind.

 

I'd like to get in touch with some of my friends back from Israel from my youth, who ended up becoming junkies and such. I haven't spoken to them in years, and I would like to. Locating them is a shitter though.

 

I am really sorry Red... You have a beautiful soul though to say the things you just said in this post..

 

How long did you live there? Have you ever been back?

 

I'd like to talk to this girl from my elementary school. I want to apologize for making fun of her. And its sad that I was her only friend and I made fun of her once. Cause all the other kids did. We were 9, I think. But I think she returned to Bosnia, so I guess I wont be talking to her soon.

 

No one comes to mind at the moment, I guess thats why they are of the past.

 

i gave up all my friends except susan when i left my ex. they were mostly his anyway.

 

That reminds me of this friend I grew up with. He was a protestant and his Dad didn't live at home. Everytime we argued, I used to say the most fucked up shit. Not only me, but all our other mates too. After I was 16, and my Dad left, I spent a lot of time thinking about that friend.

Eventually, one night when I was around 20, I brought it all up. I suppose I wanted to appease my own conscience, but also, I honestly wanted to let him know how sorry I was for being such a hurtful shit to him.

He cried. And then he thanked me. Thinking about this now, has brought a tear to my eye. Kids can be cruel.

 

Awww...That was nice. I mean, that you apologized. And kids can be SO cruel, its awful.

This girl was really ok. Shy and so fragile. She and her family just moved from Bosnia. And they were really poor. Refugees, sleeping on the floor and everything. Thats why all the kids made fun of her. So did I. I should have known better, even though I was only 9.
Ah well...

 

i'm so glad i was really shy and nice. i'm the gueen of self-imposed guilt.

 

Piaf, you were just 9 and shouldn't beat yourself up over it, and how you look back and realize and feel bad now, that really shows and tells a lot about yourself (I mean that in a really good way) Even though you aren't going to like what I have to say but I'm gonna say it, you have a beautiful heart...(sorry, I know but you do so neener-neener)

 

Tnx.
Umm...I gotta go now...

:leaving:

 

as that kid who was mercilessly teased, mocked, picked on and and beat up, i can tell you she's probably JUST FINE.

 

I am sure she is.
I would have never assumed you were teased and mocked and picked on...
I was too. A lot.

 

I'll be damned if I remember anything about being 9.

 

oh yeah, man. poor, akward, shy, nerdy, ALL OF IT. horrible.

 

Hahaha...I was just shy and had a weird accent. Now I'm classy and have a cool accent.