CenotaphGirl
Under the dirt, that’s my home ⚰️
Ramblings of a mad woman....no need to respond guys...
I will spend this Christmas all alone like I usually do... I have made that decision and unless Rob feels like dragging me kicking and screaming... I am sticking to it.
My Rob understands me in someways I dont even understand myself, as he's right... theres a familiarity, almost a ritual I do to prepare to spend Christmas alone...
Maybe I am scared of that changing, maybe I am scared of being hurt on Christmas like so many times before...
I have fantasies of spending it with the man I love... opening presents with a family.... having a naughty night as Mrs Clause... whoops too much info.. but you know what I mean...
a girl can dream... right?
But when the dreaming is done...
The reality of picking a city... purchasing a hotel... packing a suitcase is my ritual, it keeps me safe.
So... why do I feel so down about it.... Why do I always get so down about it....?
I will spend this Christmas all alone like I usually do... I have made that decision and unless Rob feels like dragging me kicking and screaming... I am sticking to it.
My Rob understands me in someways I dont even understand myself, as he's right... theres a familiarity, almost a ritual I do to prepare to spend Christmas alone...
Maybe I am scared of that changing, maybe I am scared of being hurt on Christmas like so many times before...
I have fantasies of spending it with the man I love... opening presents with a family.... having a naughty night as Mrs Clause... whoops too much info.. but you know what I mean...
a girl can dream... right?
But when the dreaming is done...
The reality of picking a city... purchasing a hotel... packing a suitcase is my ritual, it keeps me safe.
So... why do I feel so down about it.... Why do I always get so down about it....?