Soo today was about the longest day in history... I started at 9am by waking up, and ended at 1130 when i got to my room... well not ended, but at least i have some down time. Le Sigh. I really feel like i am going to fall off the deep end one of these days, not mentally but emotionally, i really cannot deal with all this stress at once. Everything that is going on with the sisterhood, i love them dearly but i need some space, i need to be with the people who really matter right now. Yes, my sisters and brothers are a part of my family, but not the part that i need to be with right now. I fear that with the drama going on with them right now, and my need to be with those that matter, and my emotional needs, my grades are going to drop, and i know that they already have and i hate that. But i also know that none of this is going to get any better until i put myself and what i feel is important first; and right now that is not school, it is not the sisterhood.
I don't feel safe up here, i feel very disjointed and to a point pushed aside, all i want is a fucking hug, and i can't get one.. not the one that counts, not the one that makes me feel safe. I want to feel safe, i want to feel protected and loved, not from afar, but right here, right now, and i can't have that right now.. I can't walk up to him and get a hug, i can't because he is three fucking hours away. And i dont' know if i could, because i know .. i KNOW the second i do i am going to break down in tears because he is the only one who knows exactly what i am going through. He is the only one who doesn't judge me, the only one who actually knows me for who i really am. In a way this scares me, no one has ever known me this... deeply; but in a way it is comforting. I have told him everything, from what i do and dont' like.. to my greatest fear and one of the worst things that has ever happened to me. I am not used to feeling this known.
I dont' know why my reaction would be to cry, probably because i have been hording away all of this emotion for the past 2 or 3 weeks with no one to talk to, and he is someone i feel safe around enough to let it all out. Maybe because i miss him so much, or maybe because i just need to cry, but what i do know is that afterwards i would feel so much better, like a huge weight was lifted. He calms me, he grounds me. I feel safe around him, and i trust him not because of the things he has done for me, but because of the way he looks into my eyes. Eyes never lie, i have learned this ... many times... and Ian is the only guy i have loved and felt safe around that can make me feel that way by the way he looks into my eyes. They give me security, and give off the attitude that he would never let anything hurt me, they make me feel loved and wanted, and all i really want to do right now is be able to look back at them... but i can't. He is the only one who can see through my false smiles, my fake cheerfulness, and my talkativeness... and for that i thank you. I miss you... very much.
And i know this was very disjointed, but right now that is how my mind is,... i dont' want to be here, its not where i need to be... and i really need a good hug. so if you don't understand this... i really don't care.. have a nice night.. good bye.