Honesty is not a good look on me
The end of January and I haven’t updated all week! For once the dreaded first month of the year seems to have passed really quickly. For me at least.
I’m still feeling really tired, even more so this week. It’s really getting me down and probably another reason I feel really upset today. I want to feel normal again, without waking up with a terrible headache, tired eyes and an aching body.
This week has been really dull so haven’t updated as I didn’t want to bore myself (and all of you) to death. Work has been the same routine, except for hearing about my Office Manager’s relationship problems. Monday and Tuesday she moaned a lot about her bloke and how basically he wasn’t what she wanted, wasn’t a superhuman and couldn’t do everything and be everywhere all at the same time. Tuesday night she split up with him. Now I’m going through the “Was it the right thing to do?” moment with her. Personally the bloke was great and I think she should have hung on in there. They’d been together for just over 4 years and all the things she had a whine about were fixable. I can’t tell her that though, and maybe there were problems between the two of them she didn’t tell me about.
I can’t believe I’m talking to my 48 year old boss about her break up.
Other than that Charlotte and I arranged to go shopping after work tonight, which we did, but it had to be all kept secret as Jacque and Becky would bitch about us. So as we breezed out of the door (I got to leave half an hour earlier than usual) Charlotte mentioned to Jacque we were off shopping and I avoided Becky’s glare and ignored the question about where I was going. I left it to my boss to tell her, I’m sure she wanted to see the look on her face - I bet it would have been a picture!
The shopping trip was actually really good. Charlotte and I got on really well and tried on a LOT of clothes. In the end Charlotte talked me in to buying a silvery top for going out. She reckons she’ll eventually get me to go out for a few drinks with her when she moves to this area. She’s split up with her boyfriend and looking for places to rent where I live, so she’ll be here soon. Charlotte bought some socks (how adventurous!) a couple of tops and some trousers.
On the way home we chatted a lot, and I was quite honest with her for once. It turns out she thinks I’m a really nice girl and can’t see why I have absolutely no confidence in myself at all. So I spilled the beans about how my friends treated and bullied me, that I completely cut them out of my life and only have Mark now. I shared the fact that I only ever go to work and count down the days until I see Mark again. I think she’s seen me in a whole new light. She’s already said she’s taking me under her wing, that I will be her project and she’ll turn me from being an ugly duckling into a beautiful swan! OK…. She’s actually turning out to be a fantastic person to be with, I feel I can be myself without being judged, she listens to me and takes my opinions in to things even when she is forcing me in to clothes!
After today though, I’ve realised a few things and this evening I’ve ended up making myself quite upset. I don’t like being like this, I don’t like feeling a failure, feeling lonely and as if everyone is about ready to make a comment or just laugh in my face. I have no faith in myself and I certainly have no faith in others. I don’t trust many people, and it takes time to build my trust if you are one of the lucky few. I have built a barrier around me and would quite easily live a reclusive life if I could. I slowly need to take that wall down.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not moaning. I’m still happy. I just realise there is more to life than what I allow myself.
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