I still hate the new blogger ui...... I hate gooey "let me treat you like an idiot" ui -- I just want a logical uncluttered but useful menu based layout no matter how utilitarian or "ugly" some designer thought it. Don't try to make it "easier to use" -- your intuition isn't my intuition. Just make it actually logical ffs.....
But I turned this back to public. I don't know how long it will last before I get fed up with this ui again.
But I wanted to say something.....
I hate how broken and miserable Eric is... The bond is not really numb you know. It's not the sort of thing that can ever go numb entirely.... it's just sort of the way novocaine and lidocaine works on the pain receptors of the nerve cells of people with red head gene (like me) where instead of numbing it up, it burns like acid fire you can trace the entire nerve branching system by the fire of it. And you have to use 5 times as much as they should for your body weight and it still tingles and you can feel it throughout and within 15 minutes you'll have full motor control again....
(My first experience of this was with lidocaine shots into the raw flesh of the gaping hole in my right thigh from a bike accident when I was 12 that was within half a centimeter of nicking my femoral artery so i would have bled out in under 2 minutes. There's a big scar on the inside of my thigh, took 26 stitches and only 15 of them external, and the lidocaine burned so badly that I remember screaming at the med student on rotation who was giving me the "numbing" injections every time she'd inject the lidocaine shots that burned like fire down the nerves that the shots were only burning, not numbing the pain and to fucking stop it and trust my adrenaline to block the pain while they clean the damn wound and stitch it up because that would hurt less than trying to numb me with pain killers that caused excruciating nerve pain. Luckily, the surgeon listened to me. And the only time I've ever been knocked out, to remove my wisdom teeth, I woke up as they were about to begin and they had to use so much anesthesia to knock me out that they were worried about stopping my heart but I just kept waking up because redhead gene.... I'm so glad I never had any cavities to have to experience novocaine til I was in my late 20s..... Luckily, I have a dentist fascinated by genetics and specifically how redhead pain receptors work especially with anything in the -caine family so he took one look at the coppery strands in my hair and warned me before we even scheduled my first drilling/filling and gave the hygienist helping out a lecture about why he had so many shots of novocaine out for someone my size and while giving me the novocaine shots he warned both of us I'd never get fully numbed up and we'd have to work fast as soon as I was numb as I'd get. He also warned me never to try cocaine because it wouldn't be a fun high, with the red head gene it would just burn like fire and acid along my nerves.)
Anyway. it's a thing. It's where I got the imagery of how it feels when things burn down the karmic bond from Eric when he does something wrong by me and the different burn down it when he's hurting. (That's a just him thing, other empath bonds don't burn that way when something is wrong.) Because it feels the same as how lidocaine/novocaine burning along the nerves of someone with the redhead gene mutations feels pain.... 2 of the 3 mutations that will manifest as red hair actually mean you experience pain completely differently. Cold burns, all nerve pain burns, but you actually don't feel blunt trauma like broken bones and cuts the way that people without those mutations feel that pain.
But anyway. it's not like it's fully numb. It could never go fully numb except by severing it. And I don't know if that's even possible with the way this bond is forged AND I think it would have some very terrible consequences for both him and me to even try to sever it. Even thinking about it is just a complete sense of wrongness. I know the place that Eric is in right now and it's all I can do not to say, "Aww fuck this!" and try to comfort him make that hurt in him better NOW without him having to learn the lesson he keeps missing.
I never said I didn't love him or that my love for him is in any way diminished.... I said that things are broken now and need to heal because the broken trust is poisoning even things meant to be good. And I said no matter the soul contracts between us and the strength of our karmic bond, if he can't learn this karmic lesson of his about giving in to peer pressure when he knows and has been told that his actions are cruel or will cause hurt to another, then no depth of love can create a healthy relationship rather than a toxic one between us. I have quite literally let myself be burned at the stake for this unlearned lesson in him.... And the truth is I'd do it again rather than making him miserable. I've got a damn thick martyr streak in me for issues of justice and sacrificing myself for anyone/anything I care about. That's a lesson I need to work on.... But it's a toxic combination, for me to have such a martyring streak and for him to succumb to peer pressure rather than listen to his own ethics around issues of cruelty, bullying, and harm to another.... Which is why it can't be healthy til he learns not to be knowingly take part in cruelty or systems of bullying under peer pressure but to instead stand by his own ethics..... And I recognize that. And I can't learn his lesson for him. Nor can I stop what it does to him and to me when I let myself be hurt and martyred in this way, life after life.... So. I can't give in, no matter how much I want to. not til we can break this pattern. And that requires him learning not to be swayed by the manipulation and peer pressure of others to be knowingly cruel. what I can do is deny myself what I WANT right now (and in every single now) in faith that somehow, because we're both really fucking stubborn and single-minded once we set our heart on something, that in time we can have it in a way that isn't toxic to both of us.
I just wanted that time to be this life. I wanted that time to be now. And it isn't.... And that hurts.... It fucking hurts in a way that doesn't ever actually stop hurting I just keep going forward through the hurting.....
And here's the thing....I could only hurt David by being with him in a way that was unfair or cruel to him. He knows what he wants but if he missed his opportunities and I was with someone else who genuinely made me happy he'd be happy for me. I'm not his twin flame and he's not mine. we have soul contracts and some soul mate healing we can give each other if we choose -- but it's not the same thing. It's not the "everyone and everything else is just a shadow on the wall of the cave and only each other do we turn and see our true selves instead of the shadows" as it is with Eric... David and I can help each other heal and grow -- but other than karmic debts between us, we can also manage it without each other. Eric is going to hurt in every possible way in every moment that he and I don't get to be together same as I feel that emptiness and longing in me where he belongs. That's how it is with us and our souls and I know it. he knows it too.
And this yearning and emptiness inside ourselves where the other person belongs in our life is unending except in the lives where we get to be together. Life after life after life of endless yearning and hurting until we get this fucking lesson right so we can be together in a way that is healthy not harmful.... And then, even once we're dead, there's that promise we made so very very long ago.... That whenever one of us dies, before going back into the cycle of souls, we'll go let the other one know so they can know not to look for a time.... And did you know, that in his last life, I died three times on him across the course of that long life of his. Three times my soul had to come tell him I wasn't walking the earth, and to stop looking for me til I was reborn again. He had to mourn my death three times in his last life -- and the third time we'd actually found each other in the flesh even though there were other reasons we couldn't be together....
My last life, I made it to 36. Still haven't gotten there yet this life. And that was the oldest I survived for literally hundreds of years. I've had so many short lives these last 6 centuries.... So many many times I've had to keep that promise between our souls and so many times he's mourned my dying.... And in every life, there's that memory and longing and sense of a missing piece even if we're half the world apart and never cross paths in a life we still feel that yearning and pull toward each other..... It's been that way for.... Gods I don't know how long..... At least since somewhere in like 2000 or 3000 BCE.... Somewhere in the golden era of the Minoans was when we made that promise about our deaths, that we'd always let the other know so they'd know when to stop looking and in the age range to look again.... The karmic bond there is even older, but that's when we made the promise and soul contract about death visits... It was on an island in the Mediterranean during the bronze Age Minoans....That's how long the soul visit upon death promise goes.... but the karmic bond between our souls is even older. As old as anything I can remember at all since choosing to incarnate....
But anyway. I know how he hurts right now. I can't not know. Because he's experiencing it and it jangles out of tune and burns along the bond because it never fully numbs....
And honestly..... So much is so fucked up and I'm so tired and humanity is making the same fucking mistakes again because those in their first 3 lives have to experience all of what they missed crash course the lessons they need to choose a better future path than this idiotic Roman empire -expansionist colonialist path. (do not get me started on the Roman Empire....) And, the wildfires and the drought and the screaming of all the plants and all the unnecessary dying and suffering..... I feel stretched thin enough as an empath to break if this gets pulled any tighter, any more pain.....
And for my own sake, all I REALLY want right now to get me through this is that even if I'm sleeping alone in my bed (except for the dog and cat, but they're not the same as a person who can wrap their arms around you) that when I lay down to sleep I could still snuggle into that bond and in my dream space feel myself held and protected and loved by my polar bear.... I know why I can't.... But it's still something that I selfishly want.... And if I'm feeling weak enough I waver. I think that it would be okay and won't turn out toxic with a heap of hurt if we don't learn our lessons before coming back to each other again.....
But some times.... It's all I want.... And at those times, I don't trust myself so i just stay up until I'm ready to collapse in exhaustion and sleep for like 12+ hours after so many hours refusing to let me sleep..... And mostly, I have to admit, there are lots of days where I just run my body on no sleep and no food and only black coffee and Irish whiskey for like 36-52 hours at a stretch.... (I dislike American whiskeys and bourbons -- they're too sickly sweet and the corn used in them is often treated with Roundup before distillation which is bad.. The only bourbon I've ever met that I like is J. Henry bourbon (it's actually distilled here in Wisconsin) and they use a specific heirloom variety organic red corn that's been in their family since the 1800s..... So that's why I drink Irish whiskeys and scotch -- because bourbon is syrupy sweet to me and most American whiskeys use Roundup-ready corn. Except J. Henry bourbon. That's the only bourbon that isn't too syrupy sweet for me -- and it's one of my absolute FAVORITE whiskey style spirits of ever....)
Yeah. I didn't say this wasn't going to hurt or that we could either of us be healthy pulled apart with a gulf between us.... I just know we also can't be healthy together til this unlearned lesson and the toxicity it breeds gets learned. If I have to choose between two unhealthy ways of causing each other pain, I'd rather a painfully unhealthy lives apart yearning for each other so we can be motivated to do whatever the fuck we have to do to be together in a healthy way rather than an unhealthy codependent toxic relationship that just makes us the source of each other's pain and guilt. If we hurt with the longing by being apart, we can damn well motivate ourselves to be better and to do whatever the fuck we need to so we can be together in a good way. If we' hurt each other by being together, there's only pain and nothing to force us to heal the hurting.....
But the last week and a half has been so hard.... It's hurt in so many many fucking ways... And all I truly want is to be able to curl up into Eric's soul and feel surrounded and safe inside the love between our souls. Even better would be to get to curl up into him physically as well as in dream space and along the bond between our souls.... But even just the soul to soul snuggles would help strengthen to get through right now..... Especially because I'm forced to play Cassandra and I know what's coming in this Year of Perfect Vision..... And it gets so much uglier before the healing starts.... especially in the USA....
But every time he hurts it burns inside me along the nerves of the bond. Because it's dulled like it's stuffed full of cotton balls, but never truly numb. And he hurts so deep. All the time.... He's trying to push on and push through and keep himself so busy he doesn't self-destruct under how deep he hurts.... But his hurt is always there. which means the acid fire of his hurting burns along the bond, even in this weird muted state trying to keep us separated til we can be healthy and good together. the way we're SUPPOSED to be.
i would just really love to at least dream space curl up with my polar bear and snuggle and comfort each other in that place of shared love and safety... let us both get some real rest and some solace for the heaviness and hurts in my heart and in his heart.
I can't let me. But you have no idea how desperately I desire it...