Kind’a Sort’a Christmas

I resist the urge to play Christmas music before December. As it is, by the time it’s all over I am doing horrible things to the lyrics in my head.
  
I spend most of my time alone now.  I’m afraid I’m starting to like it.  It seems all my relationships come with requirements that I inevitably fail to meet.  And it seems others have no problems with crafting admonishments for not holding up what they perceive to be my end of the relationship bargain.  It appears often that the best I can do is not good enough, so I stay alone and avoid the pain of these interactions.
 
But it is December.  And in my hermitage I celebrate in little ways and actually for the first time in a long time feel Christmas inside.  It’s fragile and fleeting, but it’s there.
 
So Merry Christmas to all those with fragile souls and ears that ring at slight discord. I wish you a stocking full of zinc, vitamin B and comedies on blu-ray, the will to exercise... and peace while you build in healing and strength.
Baroquenhorse Baroquenhorse
51-55, M
1 Response Dec 6, 2012

We just tend to put up walls to protect ourselves. If you don't set outside the box we won't get hurt. Been there Done that. It takes time and you will know when it's time to take down the walls.

LOOP!
long time bro...
I respect your hard earned lessons and words of advice. Hope not to build the walls of stone.
Thank you.