surfmonkey...you are an incredibly sweet person you know that? i honestly dont know why i was so anxious...i knew it was over...i think it was the fact that
I couldnt let her go because i cling to whats familliar. i dont know....out of simple curiousity i went to her 0247 page and hunted her down....as soon as i saw her picture my heart damn near jumped right out of my chest ans was beating SO hard...idk how fast it was going bt something tells me i dont want to know... i ant een ook at the girls piture without my heart racing involuntrily to where i can hardly control it. i remember when i was little i couldnt handle
ANY form of confrontation. whenever it would occur my heart would race and i would feel a panic attack coming on..i dont know where it rooted from because i can remember it happening for as long as i can remember....that is partially why i have clung to "i have a heart problem". (even though i know better) Tiffany was a cruel, messed up person. and i have let her go, at least conciously. but i have such a hard time trusting anyone anymore. i am married to a WONDERFUL woman now who has been my best friend for eleven years. been there through thick and thin. but even though she has never wronged me..i cant gt the "shes gonna cheat on me" out of my head...i caught myself going through her phone today and once i realized it i about went into tears.. she would never even fathom doing that and eep down i know it. she treas me like gold and i feel as though i have done nothn in my life to deserve such treatment....my god i need a counselor!....hahaha! my theory is that i push the ones i love away subconciously b/c i feel i have don too much wrong in my life to deserve love. Now my theory as to why i think that way...ehh...its a little hazy..but here goes everything. lol. there are many reasons as to why i think i dont deserve love. A.) everyone i loved has hurt me or let me down in one way or another. my grandmother who i used to be close to turned on me when i told her i was gay. all i ever hear from her now is how im a pervert and how she has to lie to everyone about my wife i's relationship bc she doesnt want to lose her friends from church due to my sick lifestyle. my entire family (with the exception of my mother) look down on me for that and the fact that at one point i struggled with money so im now"the family bum" even though i dont have those issues anymore.. that trained my brain to believe i really am worthless. Then heres "my ex factor" every person i have ever dated has cheated on me (with the exception of two. one of which i am still friends with). My mother had rocky relationships my entire life...one was abusive. i was always moving frm place to place always making new friends, always being made fun of because i looked and acted like a boy. i became afraid of school, afraid to speak up...afraid to be me. My last ex who i brought up in my most recent reply..her name was Tiffany. i remember when we first got together..she made me laugh and smile.. i felt young again. i felt as if i had my teenage years back that i never truly got to live out..now that i think back...thats probably why i was with her in the first place...to live out what i never got to. when my mother was in her abusive relationship..i was the fat one, i was the geek, the nerd.. and i was forced to look it by my mothers significant other. i wasnt allowed to eat as much as mom and "the other one" because i was dieting. i finally lost the weight required and even then i as still occasionally locked inside my bedroom at mealtimes "because i was mouthy" while the rest of the family ate at the dinner table. it made me angry...very angry. years down the road my mother finds her last relationship..i turn 16 years old and i'm a punk, and i look it too. my hair is short and messy spiked,i wear baggy jeans with chains hanging low off them,polo t-shirts, my boxers show..yeah typical punk look. lol. haha! im no geek anymore.. im short fused with my mom and her significant other, im always grounded, and still...no life...but my mother is happier than shes ever been and i feel like "the victim". i felt as if the for past i dont know how many years i never got any "positive attention" and damnit i was starving for it. "tell me imgood at something, tell me im a good girl, anything! please!..im not a bad kid..i promise.." i could tell u so many things that went through my head...i eventually felt as though i didnt matter and i sunk into a deep, dark depression. my dating period starts..i dated many girls...but only 3 that had an effect on me. girl one...Bobbie. i was with her for 5 years. she cheated on me with MANY people. guys AND girls, she manipulated me the entire time. i paid for everything right down to the clohes on her back..which caused my money issues that i previouly mentioned earlier in this reply. i had many people including the one i am married to now warning me about her...and of course i didnt listen... girl number two......Tiffany......i was with her for 2 years. Tiff had an anger problem to say the least...she was bi polar, manic depressant, she was a pot head and had a deep rooted fear of commitment. that by itself spells out "DANGER". there were times i didnt have to do much of anything for her to flip her lid... i remember times where i would just make a friendly suggestion as to how to better get along with the family and next i know..she LITERALLY had a mental breakdown where she would once again LITERALLY try ram her head through the bedroom wall. she was nuts! her family yes had issues but nothing like her.. her mother passed down a genetic case of bi polar...tiff has no medication for it and probably never will. i tried offering to get it paid for but she would make excuse after excuse to not do it. i remember when we were staying the night at her older sisters place after helping them move..i made a simple joke to try make her smile and she hauled off and backhanded me. she was flirtacious with her friends right in front of me. i would ask her to stop and she would do nothing but get angry and tell me to "get over it and it was just a joke and how if i have a problem with her and her friends to go the hell home." she barely kissed me, all her and her friends EVER did was smoke pot and drink vodka and listen to techno on every occassion they EVER got. true partiers. Me, im not partier in ANY sense of the word nor' have i ever been. im a very peaceful, meditative, spiritual person. i dont smoke, dont drink, dont do drugs, dont eat junk food at ALL yes that includes candy and sweets, no caffeine in any form including chocolate, no sodas, sweets...nothing. i also wont drink anything carbonated. im a very healthy person. i dont like rock music nothign mainstream really..i'll listen to it on a VERY rare occasion but for the most part i cant handle it. it drives me batty! my music of choice is the sound of nature. i also love the native american flute. its peaceful and honest. native american music is natural and i love that. Now the last girl i will tell you about is Krysta. she is the one i am married to now. We have been best friends for eleven long years. Never has she wronged me in any way, she's...a truly wonderful person... i guess u can say she tamed me in a way... i remember the one time we got into an argument before we got togeth for something she said to tiffany and she asked how she could make it up to me. KEpp in mind it was almost 3:00 in the morning...i flat out said, "take me to portland to see tiffany so i can end this fight" shes like, "now?!?" and all i said was "yes." next thing i know she drove an hour from eugene all theway down to albany where im at, picked me up and drove me an hour and a half to portland..then ALL THE WAY BACK to eugene....all in the same night..... THAT my friends....is love. hahahahahaha!! but in all seriousness, when we finally got together i was very wary. i had already been beaten up emotionally, physically, and just about in every other way imaginable. she would go to hand something to me..i'd flinch. she'd go t kiss me, i'd flinch. she'd ask me to try harder at something, i'd cry thinking i'm a **** up. it took me a VERY long time to get over most of what tiffany had instilled in me. Remember how i told me about my mothers last relationship where she was happy? they were together my entire teenage life. superbowl sunday 2 years ago my mothers partner passed away from stag 4 lung cancer...they caught it too late. i learned to love and trust her partner "Car". she was truly the most amazing, grumpy-yet cute, amazing gourmet cook and the most wonderful person you could ever meet. She was my superman and everything i had ever wanted in a role model. she taught me sense, trust, the love of travel, and most of all, acceptance and responsibility. that woman...could do anything. i remember her telling me how she saw alot of herself in me which was why she was she hard on me at times...because she she loves me and wants to see me succeed. she taught me that anger will take me nowhere in life..that i need to learn to accept what happened in the past and learn to let it go...I had my first real family with Car. and when she died...it devistated me. once agin i felt like the victim...everything i ever wanted had been ripped away from me. i felt as if the devil was toying with me or something. he was my puppeteer and i was the one attatched to the strings...all of a sudden i started developing panic attacks...it was a gradual thing. i only saw Car once before she died...long story short i kept making excuses as to whyi culdnt come over...whch terribly hurt Car...she knew i was lying to her and that i was less than an hour away..i was always in portland with tiffany...finally i called one day and asked if i could come over..car said no and that if i wanted to come over i shouldve when it was offered the many times they called.. i got off the phone extremely upset...about 15 minutes later i got a call from my mother
saying i could. i took the max to beaverton and went over to her house...when i got there i was in shock...Car had no hair due to chemo and she couldnt stand n her own without a cane and her electronic chair that would do most of the work....i about dropped to my knees in tears.... i spent my time there with no regrets. when ileft i kissed her on the head and told her i love her...That was the last time i saw her. she passed away in the hospital while i was at work. i got a call from my mom about a week or two after she died saying she was no longer with us.. i literally burst into tears asking why she never called me and if she think she at least knew i loved her. her answer was cold and cruel. "because i needed my time too Jorden and i dont know you were never there to tell her." we've since made up and talked through everything. and personally i forgave her. i know she knew i loved her. just because she is gone physically..doesnt mean her spirit doesnt still live on. i learned that after she passed but thats a completely different story. but anyway back to my point. lol. after she died i started developing anxious habits eventually turning into a full on panic attack with disrealization, depersonalization, i literally felt as though i was floating..not walking. everythign looked funny, felt funny, i had cotton mouth, everything...my heart rate was 200bpm..i thought i had a heart attack. nope. all panic. i have a common case of PTSD from Car dying (she was with my mom for years), i have hypochondria to the point where i cant handle being in the room with someone talking about death or heart issues, health issues in general get me thinking theres somethign wrong with me and i compare symptoms with them...im BAD about it. i had BAD agoraphobia..not anymore though its pretty minor now. at one point i couldnt leave the house without panic. other than that i just have depression and panic disorder (GAD). my ending point to all of this ramble is that because of all this crap i have dealt with...i cant trust... i'm afraid it'll just leave at the end or hurt me in some way..or better yet...i'll get sick and die before i can truly be happy again. i dont trust LIFE. all i want....is someting..to not hurt me. i guess i dont understand what did so wrong to deserve all this pain have felt and carried on my shoulders for so long. what is it here to teach me?..cause i REALLY want to know.. it just hurts. actually....typing this all out feels pretty damn good. haha. even though the entire internet can read this. anyways, im sorry this has been so long...lol i do appologise.

-Jorden