Quoting Wulfric:

So I'm sitting here eating sweet-n-sour chicken and wondering what to write about next.
I've been trolling GothicMatch for the past few days; I actually bit the bullet and paid for the gold membership.  I'm not entirely certain if it'll help me find another match - it worked once before but can lightning really strike twice?  If anything, I can say it's at least a comfortable distraction from the harsh reality that is life.
Honestly, I can't complain too much.  My life, such as it is, is really not that bad.  I'm not homeless, I'm not starving and I have a 47" LCD TV with free movie channels for the next 30 days.  I ordered out Chinese last night, so what's there really to complain about?  Suffice to say, I'm making the best of what could more or less be a potentially bad situation.
You know, the crazy thing is, I've had this thought running through my head since the divorce.  It's playing on infinite loop which volumes up at the most inappropriate times.  It goes something like this:
When I was with you, I felt invincible.  I felt like women desired me.  Now that I'm no longer with you, I feel like a throwaway, a reject, damaged goods.  If you didn't want me, why would anyone else?
It's my ego taking a hit, I know, and it's probably not true in the slightest, but that's the funny thing about self-doubt.  You might not be able to get rid of it entirely, but you can control it.
All I can really do is work on myself, try to figure out the lessons to be learned from this past relationship and implement them in the next relationship so I don't end up in the same boat.
I feel like writing so maybe I should go work on any of the numerous short stories I've started and never finished.
Sweet-n-sour chicken rocks.

So I'm sitting here eating sweet-n-sour chicken and wondering what to write about next.
I've been trolling GothicMatch for the past few days; I actually bit the bullet and paid for the gold membership.  I'm not entirely certain if it'll help me find another match - it worked once before but can lightning really strike twice?  If anything, I can say it's at least a comfortable distraction from the harsh reality that is life.
Honestly, I can't complain too much.  My life, such as it is, is really not that bad.  I'm not homeless, I'm not starving and I have a 47" LCD TV with free movie channels for the next 30 days.  I ordered out Chinese last night, so what's there really to complain about?  Suffice to say, I'm making the best of what could more or less be a potentially bad situation.
You know, the crazy thing is, I've had this thought running through my head since the divorce.  It's playing on infinite loop which volumes up at the most inappropriate times.  It goes something like this:
When I was with you, I felt invincible.  I felt like women desired me.  Now that I'm no longer with you, I feel like a throwaway, a reject, damaged goods.  If you didn't want me, why would anyone else?
It's my ego taking a hit, I know, and it's probably not true in the slightest, but that's the funny thing about self-doubt.  You might not be able to get rid of it entirely, but you can control it.
All I can really do is work on myself, try to figure out the lessons to be learned from this past relationship and implement them in the next relationship so I don't end up in the same boat.
I feel like writing so maybe I should go work on any of the numerous short stories I've started and never finished.
Sweet-n-sour chicken rocks.