My heart is shattered. I can barely function if I am not at work. It’s the only thing that is getting me out of bed. However as you know things aren’t great for me. I have not only destroyed the friendship with my best friend so I have no one to lean on or even talk too, but I have lost the true love of my life. I’ve lied to a lot of friends about this affair so I can’t tell them now it’s over. I don’t believe we are just destined for one person but I believe that Silverlining was my person, my other half if you will. The chemistry, the passion, the trust & honesty we shared was like that of no other. I don’t want to say that I don’t think I’ll find it again because that’s unfair for who I honestly end up with & say to him “I’ve been dating you for.” However, it’s hard to visualise a future that doesn’t involve Silverlining. It’s hard to believe that I am not going to marry the man I want to be with more than anything else.
But I have ended it – right or wrong, I have done it. To give you some more info about Silverlining, he of course said that he’ll message when he can, so of course, me being me, I track in my head the three weeks of leave that she is on & wait & wait, hoping every day that he will message me when she goes back to work, knowing that he is unemployed that he will be bored & he’ll message me. That message never comes. NEVER. I get wasted on Christmas day & end up bawling to my mum & dad about how I was seeing him again & how sad I am, I know they are concerned for me. I open up his chat app account & send him a Merry Christmas… It never sends. The same thing happens on New Year’s Eve, I get so drunk & message him a happy new year. Again it never sends. His birthday comes, while I am not drunk that night, but I send him a happy birthday & again, it never sends. This oddly feels me with comfort that he is not online trolling for chats. Maybe he is actually focusing on his family.
After I end it with Silverlining (or Noodle Part 2), I decide that I am not going to try to “fill the void” by fucking every single man that I can find. It was so unfulfilling, even though I have a friend telling me to fuck someone else, I can’t bring myself to do it. So this time I need something to take my mind off boys, off work, off how alone I feel. So I start looking for new hobbies, something new to do. I already go to the gym, I kayak, I go for bike rides, I’ve been considering a puppy now that I am not travelling as much for work. But it’s not enough to keep me occupied. One of my passions is training, so I look at some courses I can do. I enrol in multiple short courses, some beauty courses & some writing courses. I need something to occupy my mind. While you all know I love writing, I am always thinking of ways to make this blog more than it is. But when I am actually talking with Silverlining, it’s always hard to write & want to write a book because I’m pretty sure he’ll fucking hate my guts for this blog!
So the writing courses are very helpful & I love them. I also enrol in some beauty courses doing eyelash extensions & facial waxing. I have had eyelash extensions for a few years & think this is something that I can do at home after hours.
Those of you who know me, know when I do something I go all in. I get a logo made up & I start a Facebook page for my new hobby. However I keep it pretty quiet, there is already a beauty person at my gym, I have no intentions of building this hobby as I have a career goal I am working towards, I just want something to take my mind off everything shit in my life & lets face it, right now there isn’t a lot to be happy about.
I am not the type to wallow in my own misery, you all know this. I have a heart of stone, I just need to put my walls back up & solider on. This little hobby is only a couple of hours a week, if that. I mean writing this blog takes up so much fucking time so the hobby doesn’t take up the time I was hoping it would so I do some more courses & spend so much time online looking for more courses & making business cards & stuff. This little hobby takes on a mind of it’s own, before I know it, I am not thinking about Silverlining, I am not thinking about other shit parts of my life, I am really enjoying something again & that makes me happier. This is about the time I organise Cocktails with #IBD4U too. Something else to keep my mind off things, but as you know from that blog, that gave me so much anxiety on top of all the other anxiety planning that event! Never again! Hahaha.
Anyway with my mind off losing my best friend, it gives me time to think about what I want in 2020. We all know how 2020 has turned out with Covid & all that bullshit going on around us, but at the end of 2019, I knew that I wasn’t going to just fill a void by fucking just anyone. I am not online dating, I am not looking for anyone. As much as I want to have sex & forget the feeling of fucking Silverlining, I am not going to just try to wipe that memory because it hurts.
At a function for Christmas, I am trying my hardest to not get too drunk & do a stupid crying thing. I even tell a friend to take me home no matter what I say to her when she’s trying to leave, but I want to leave with him & go home with some dignity. There is a guy, he’s pretty cute, he’s slightly Asian looking. Not the type of guy I usually go for – obviously I tend to go for Silverlining look a likes, but this guy is cute, a litter taller than me & when our table runs out of a lemon tarts (that I ate 2 of already) he goes & gets us another plate with enough for everyone & then disappears. I think nothing of it.
But as the free drinks start flowing, I keep seeing him, he catches my eye, I’m not sure why. When the drinks end & we go into another room, the dancing starts – remember when you could dance at a function. He doesn’t ever dance with me, but he dances near me a lot. We don’t make a lot of eye contact so I think nothing of it either. However the event ends & we all get kicked out. I am not sober by any means but am not a drunk as others there. We got to the local pub & shooters start happening, OMG. I am not good with shooters what is happening!
I end up sitting at a table outside with friends when Tim Tam sits down next to me. We get chatting, the first time since we basically have been seeing each other all day. While we’re sitting there, I can’t work out if he is interested or what. I am so drunk I don’t really remember it all to be honest. We’ve had our hands on each other’s laps & we’ve had a little peck on the lips, I know that I am surrounded by people I know, so I am careful about this interaction with this guy. We talk a fair bit, where he works, what he does, that he’s recently divorced, just turned 40, 2 almost adult boys. He’s living with his brother at the moment through his separation & the more I talk to him the more I like him.
When I know it’s time to go home, I know he lives down south too & I offer him a ride in my cab, we drop off another friend first & then to my house. This is weird because I’ve not invited him in, I’ve not discussed him coming in but we’ve been canoodling in the back of the taxi that I just assume him might come in but I don’t think I offer. However, he gets out the cab at my house & we go inside.
I don’t recall a great deal of how all things went down, but we end up in bed, we’re not naked, just chatting. He talks about how many pillows are on my bed, it’s a running joke with a lot of people. He also feels the X restraints under my sheets & asks what it is, telling me he doesn’t want his ass fucked… Okay!? Did I ask to fuck his ass?! Also is that the first thought a guy has when they know I have restraints?!
We end up kissing & getting undressed. When we’re naked & he’s kissing me, on top of me, I pull out a condom & he spends ages putting it on. I have to give the guy a break here, I am assuming I’m one of the first he’s been with since his separation/divorce & he probably didn’t use them with her as he said they were together 20 years or so. However he barely gets his cock inside me before he’s soft. He tries to keep going but obviously that is not going to work. He rolls off me & we lay there talking. I am not fussed to be honest. I like him but I hate myself, I did think about Silverlining & how we’d never have the problem of him being soft around me.
Tim Tam & I talk a lot more, he tells me that since his divorce or separation that he’s just going with the flow. We end up going to sleep really late, he hogs my pillow even though I have 7 on my bed, he shares mine all night so I don’t sleep well. I don’t sleep well anyway with a guy in my bed, even when drunk, but when one is sleeping on my pillow, I don’t sleep well at all. He’s awake at like 7:00 am saying he needs to go home. I offer to drive him but he says that he’ll walk home. He doesn’t live far away, he seems to be in a rush to leave & I don’t know if it’s just that now in the light of day he’s like what the fuck happened, or with a sober mind he’s not interested or what. I see him out, offering many times to drop him off but he declines. I go back to bed & I am too tired to cry, but all I want to do right now is bawl my eyes out. Every encounter I have with a man just makes me want to cry.