Thy Name Is Mo...This is probably my last post for a while. Working on this blog has helped me with my game and my life in general. I love answering questions and giving my input. The visitors here are what I look forward to: So I feel I owe a explanation if I just stop posting.My sister's 21st birthday was on April 20. Carter, from Dynasty, and myself went to the Tampa
Improv with my sister and a bunch of my friends. The show, Tracy Morgan, was not that great but it was a enjoyable experience. There is just one person in the party with us that always seems to turn my life around.
There is one person that joined, a mutual friend of my sister and myself for years, that has helped me and unconditionally did anything to get me out of any of the mental and physical problems I have ever had. For two years, I neglected,
disrespected and took this person for granted.
This person has been my vice. My
greatness weakness since the events that caused our
separation. Events that were caused by my brashness and stupidity.
So, long story short, running into the one person that you dwell on and still having a spark is a good way to throw me back into a pretty bad
depression. Anyone that knows me: Knows that I probably have the worst mindset when it comes to dealing with problems or emotional issues.
Needless to say, I need to figure out how to live with the million regrets I have.
Until I can cope with what I am and the mistakes I have made. When I can learn how to fix myself I can, hopefully, objectively view this situation and laugh.
People grow and change. I know that. Talking with the one person, face to face, that means more to me than almost anyone, less my family, for the first time in four months was sobering. The amount this person grew and matured since we first met was remarkable. It was hard for me not to look at this person with awe.
Anyways, instead of rambling on, I want to make my one point.
Sometimes, relationships may seem to be the root of all evil. Something that will just destroy a perfect friendship. In this case, when she left me, she showed me who I was. I know what I am capable of and I know how stubborn and ignorant I can be.
Long story short, the
disintegration of my relationship with this person was
completely my fault and I can readily accept that. Knowing that she does not hate me and still cares means everything in the world to me.
She is my boost when I have no confidence. She was my ride when I was broke down. She was the person that made the popcorn when we watched movies. The one who stopped me from gambling
ultra-compulsively. The one girl that no one talks about negatively to me. Made food when I was hungry and listened when I was stressed.
The one person all my ex-girlfriends know and hate. Not because she was a bitch or inconsiderate. They hated her because they knew I would go running back to here in a split second.
So yea, Mo D has issues. I have been drinking almost 3/4 a bottle of vodka a day. I probably need to figure out how to stop doing that. I hate my job. I probably need to find a way to quit that.
I miss her and will always just sit her waiting for my "Rukka". (Sublime anyone?)
I will never forget her.
LOL@ MO letting some girl get to him like this for this long of a time.