Re: Jack P/Leena B
If you ask me, only sociopaths don't know they ought to repair something. But it takes climbing down from your pride or your anger or whatever it is that's driven you to blow up and apologize. The only reason I've made myself over the years is it's the absolute opposite of what my father would have done.
God, me too. Can't think of anything less satisfying than an animal that is designed to love you even if you ignore it. A cat you have to seduce. And I'm glad, it was a terrible joke.
Well. I suppose if you didn't remember entirely, you could start over, afresh. The problem with that is, most of us base who we are in how we're reflected in the people we love, and the milestones we have. I know, for example, I don't ever want to grow up to be my father and christ knows I need to remember that to be someone different. On the other hand, if you've got to plough through trauma with no idea of what the good parts will be, it's a little bloody daunting and it's all-consuming in the short-term, when the only way out of feeling shite all the time is to get an opportunity to live a little that isn't. I think I agree with you, it's all bloody hard.
I do. Heathcliff and Cathy, it's a doomed romance.