Showing posts with label Saul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Saul. Show all posts

Forgiveness & Moving Forward

For the past three months I have been so focused on my own pain, my own hurt, my own feelings. 
I was consumed with myself. It's all I could think about. It was so overwhelming. It's all I could feel. 
I was in survival mode. I was doing anything and everything to not give you what you had asked for, space. It felt like I was slowly suffocating, I was dying. I did anything to just not feel that. It was incredibly selfish of me. Looking back, you asking for space was probably very hard for you to do. But, it was something that needed to be done.

I was so focused on my pain, not once was I able to step into your shoes for a minute.  Try to see things from your perspective. I'm sure everyone would have done things a little differently, and I shouldn't have thought the way you handled things was "wrong." There is no right and wrong when it comes to how people should or shouldn't feel.

You used to say, "Have I lied to you ?" and my answer was always "No." I wish I could have been more trusting, and not so desperate, the very first time you asked for space. I kicked and screamed for far too long before finally giving you what you wanted. That was wrong of me. Selfish and needy of me. That was me trying to guilt trip and control you into talking to me. Because I needed you to. It wasn't what you wanted, but what I wanted. 

During this time, all the desperate messages I sent you, were just that, complete desperation. When I called you a narcissist, a cold heartless person, it was out of pure hurt and desperation. I never meant what I said, I was just so so hurt. It wasn't true. Deep down I know that. You've comforted me many, many times, times like the hotel room, where I will never forget your arms around me as I was crying hysterically. The time you came to Foods Plus to get me when I was feeling suicidal. Even the last time we stayed together at Karen's, you were so exhausted from working, but you still came to comfort me. I took you for granted. Something, If I ever get the chance, I will never do again.

You've done so much for me, and because of my stupid dreams or expectations of how I thought things should have been, I was never able to live in the moment, I always had to have an end goal. That was on me and I never should have projected my wants and desire onto you. 

I am truly sorry for calling you names when I was hurt. Saying mean things about you to my friends. Being hurt was no excuse to do this. 


My overwhelming pain caused me to do and say things that I am not proud of, and you never deserved.  Please accept my apology. I'm deeply sorry for any pain I caused you. It was not done on purpose. I would like it if we both could learn and grow from this experience. 
Move forward and start new. When your ready.


Custom Art for Saul


So, I've decided to look on the bright side, Remember the happy times. 

This is a before and after of a dresser I had made for Saul. I hope he still thinks of me when he goes to bed at night. I'm proud of this. 



Another time I had made him custom waterproof coasters. These are another project I am super proud of. I should have more stickers coming as I have a friend who works at Sig who just mailed me a bunch when he saw what I was doing with them. Thank you Adam. :) 


I miss being in bed with you Saul.

To Saul on Thanksgiving



Wishing you a beautiful Thanksgiving Day.
Relax, and enjoy the company of your family & friends.

We've been through a lot, good & bad. I am grateful for both. The looks, the chemistry, the lessons, the cuddling..... You taught me a very painful lesson. I had to learn it. I know most of it wasn't easy for either one of us. But, at the end of the day, I thank you, for everything.

I am extremely grateful for the weekly shirt swap. I am still healing, and this has helped my anxiety immensely. Thank you.

I am grateful for Can'tAffords. I am grateful for folding your laundry. I am grateful for all the time you spent with me. I'll never forget the pure happiness I found in spending time with you.

I hope you have a beautiful day. 





Section 12 ~ MVH ~ Whittier


Emergency mental health. A field that needs much work. To read about a Section 12 in the state of MA please visit this link: https://malegislature.gov/Laws/GeneralLaws/PartI/TitleXVII/Chapter123/Section12
 

September is always a painful month, due to the anniversaries of my Brothers and Mothers deaths. I thought the month would go OK, as my ex took the time to spend the night of the 8th-9th night with me. It meant so much to me, I appreciated it more than he could ever know.

Sunday, September 23rd was the anniversary of my Moms death. I thought I would have support in the form of my ex spending the night with me again because he had told me he planned on it. The day before our plans he changed his mind. I was devastated to say the least. Didn't really get an explanation from him, just a "Good-bye".

In between these two dates, I had bought a new car and 4 days later totaled it in a car accident. 2 days before that I had declined gap insurance, never thinking anything would ever happen. Bad move. So, I ended up buying another car and now have two car payments for awhile. That is a huge financial stress that is causing some worry and anxiety. Sometimes life just throws everything at you all at one. I couldn't handle it. I knew I was going to crack. It had been building for months.

Around 10:30am on Sunday the 23rd, I was super low, hopeless, and felt helpless. I called Hampstead Hospital and spoke with a woman in admissions. I wanted to drive there and sign in. Due to various reasons, she told me I'd have to go through a MA ER first. I had gone though that part many times and always was able to get released. Not this time. I had a Section 12A put on me and the police & ambulance showed up at my sister in laws house to pick me up.  



I spent 52 hours in the Merrimack Valley Hospital ER. Waiting for a bed. So, I saw crisis, and waited in a room with 4 other patients laying on gurneys. All belongings were taken away, and we could do nothing but try to sleep. This is an insane amount of time, considering being in this type of situation can and did cause massive anxiety. I was bawling, crying, hyperventilating. Not fun. I got ONE Valium for the 2 and a half days I was there. I also had $20 cash stolen from my purse and my bottle of Adderall was taken while my purse was supposed to be locked in a locker. I spoke to the ER Manager who is looking into it, but I doubt anything will come of that. 

Forward to Tuesday the 25th around 2:00pm, I was finally transferred to Whittier Pavilion in Haverhill. This is the part where I would get the help I needed. As soon as I got in I signed the 3 day form, at 2:35pm, making it likely I'd get out in 72 hours unless the doctor thought I needed more time, he would have had to take me to court to keep me there.

I was pretty comfortable the moment I arrived. I said to myself it was a retreat for myself, to work on me. I had a blast, met some amazing people, helped some amazing people with my experiences and basically wish I hadn't resisted this for so many months. The staff was super nice and supportive and they provided some great groups for the patients. Being around others with similar issues really put my problems into perspective. It was just really, really nice to be around so many supportive people, helping each other out. 2 of the people who I got close with even made me signs to put up in my room as a daily reminder for my heartbreak / addiction to Saul.


I have two major complaints. The first being the amount of time I spent in the ER waiting for a bed. 2.5 days. This is outrageous. Another patient I met at Whittier had spent 3 days waiting !! This is just wrong in every way. When you have anxiety and are holed up in one room for 2 and a half days, being watched, it only makes you feel worse. We need more facilities, to say the least. My second complaint is that anyone who knows a smoker, knows that people smoke as a stress reliever. A coping mechanism. When I was put in Whittier a few of us asked why, if we had fresh air time outside, we couldn't smoke. The reasoning was that the hospital gets more funding from the state if they can call themselves a Non-Smoking facility. Crazy right ?! Getting more money is more important than the comfort of the patients. That just blows my mind.

During my stay at Whittier it was extremely helpful to be surrounded by others who had problems going on in their life right now, it made me realize that I am not alone. One of the best feelings being in those places, is being able to get out your own head and focus on helping others and healing yourself. Talking, comforting, reassuring others, hopefully giving them a ray of hope. There was nothing like the feeling of seeing some of them smile and laugh. That is the meaning of life.


I will still stumble and fall, possibly relapse. Being addicted to someone is not fun at all, and it is the same as being addicted to any substance. This is my current reading material. It humanizes the person, makes you look at the person logical, as opposed to emotionally. Similar to focusing on their negative qualities. Asking things such as, do these negative qualities outweigh the positives and vice versa.

Right now I am just hoping to get through each day right now. Focusing on what is good and healthy for me. With help and support from family, friends, therapy and groups, I will conquer this. I have to. For my life.

If you are feeling suicidal, depressed, or just need to get some help, please call the National Suicide Hotline at: -1800-273- 8255 or visit them on the web at: https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/



A special Thank You to those that visited me. 

Update


I know I have been MIA recently. So, Just a quick update here.

Last month was my Birthday. The middle of Summer. It's usually my favorite time of year. Not this year. I was in a deep, deep state of severe depression and was suicidal. I had to take a medical leave from work. Been working with my therapist and have adjusted my anti depressant. It's been almost a week since I've started feeling better. I am praying daily and working with my angels & spirit guides. I believe I've had a Divine Intervention over the weekend. More on that when I get the details from the witnesses. 








One day at a time. Focusing on me. Being positive. Happiness. 
Be back soon,

About A Boy


Meet my sometimes friend Saul Fisher. As of six months ago, I have reconnected with him after not seeing him or talking much to him for around nine years. Lets start at the beginning.

July 2005
This was when I met Saul. I was interested in a friend of my brothers, Chad. One night, I went up to Derry, NH to visit with him, and he called his friend Saul to come hang out after he got out of work, at Mobil down the street. I was there to visit and spend time with Chad, I didn't even look twice at Saul. I kind of thought he was a dork. Fast forward to a few times when I would be upset with Chad, not sure why, but I kind of clung to Saul, would call him or visit him at work when I was fighting with Chad, or Chad was ignoring me (Which is the WORST thing you can do to me.) Saul was kind of comforting, he'd help me realize I was just overreacting to whatever the issue happened to be with Chad. This picture was late one night when I was hanging out at Chads off Island Pond Road. This may have been the first night I met Saul, I am not sure.


Seems like Chad ignored me a lot, which I can't explain it, it drives me absolutely insane, I want to scream !! Hello, just talk to me, like an adult !! Sweeping shit under the rug doesn't make it go away, I'm surprised how many people actually think this to be true. Apparently Chad and Saul both thought this. Umm, no. Not with me anyway. Obviously, the more Chad and I would get into fights, the more I started hanging out and looking for comfort from Saul. Pretty quickly something inside me shifted, and I remember thinking what the hell, are you starting to like this dork ?! It was almost overnight I went from thinking he was a geek, to oh my God he is sexy !!  Around this time, I was pretty much ignored by Chad and stopped being interested in him. No major heartbreak, that sort of happened during the time I was chasing him. I had a new crush now. This was the first picture that was given to me of Saul. It must have been from Bill.


2003 Ford F250 Super Duty FX4. This was his truck at the time.... I miss this truck.
For me, it's a symbol of Saul.


I started falling harder and harder for Saul. I spent many nights hanging out with him and Bill. It was almost like the same thing as with Chad. I began getting ignored by Saul, and his friend Bill was a sweetheart, always there to comfort me. He would tell me how Saul was just using me, and that he really liked me. I wasn't listening, I wanted Saul, and I wanted him BAD. The three of us had lots of late, crazy party nights. It was fun, mixed with even more misery. This is Bill and Saul downstairs at Sauls house. 



Oh yeah, almost forgot. Around this time I casually asked Saul to sign a piece of paper. He did. And I went and did this. Extreme ? yes. But, I just can't explain what the pull is towards him. Maybe I will go years not seeing him, then see him, then repeat. Either way, he will always mean something to me, but why, I don't know. A year later just before losing touch with him, I decided to cover the tattoo with a dedication one for my brother. The reason being, Saul didn't deserve this.


Recently I had that urge to go get his name tattooed on me again. I have not done so. This is the tattoo I got for my brother Tony. The rabbit covers Sauls name. Do I regret getting his name tattooed ? Not at all. If he had been nicer to me and even remotely a friend, i'd still have it.
But, that wasn't the case.


I chased after Saul for about two years. During this time I was becoming more and more friends with Bill. Come the weekend, the three of us were hanging out a lot. It was Bill who used to tell Saul to invite me over. I remember saying that we should be like "Three's Company" and live together. Every time I would cry and get upset over Saul, Bill was always there comforting me. Eventually, I finally gave up on Saul and Bill and I got serious. We have had our ups and downs, but had a lot of good times. Throughout our time together, Bill and Saul stopped talking, and the few times Saul wanted to get together with me (Can you say horny ?) I either ignored him, or blew him off.  This is when we ran into him at Topsfield Fair around 2012.


December 2016
Saul contacted me and I hesitated, but ended up going to see him one day in December. It was 2 days before his Birthday, December 19th. Bill and I were having some problems in our relationship that we've both admitted. I ended up cheating for the first time in my life. The guilt was horrible but, I secretly kept seeing Saul and for the first 2 months, it was great, because he wasn't my main focus. Why am I telling you this ? Well, because I am a believer in talking things out, admitting when you've made a mistake, and working through it. Hiding this and never addressing it will not benefit me in any way. I will not learn and grow from hiding.
This is Saul at a company outing, no, the finger isn't for me, I swiped the pic because admit it, he is hot right ?! ;) Lust 101. 


March 2017
Something in me started to get way out of control. I was getting obsessed again. I was becoming demanding of Saul. He started ignoring me because of this. I was getting more upset each time he did this. I started to get anxiety every time I had to leave him. Some of the panic attacks have been extreme, uncontrollable sobbing to the point where I couldn't breathe. Will he ever call me ? Will I see him again ?

Are you obsessed with someone ? Is someone obsessed with you ? I have read these books, and I would recommend both of them.

Obsessive Love: When It Hurts Too Much To Let Go

The Dance of Anger

During this time, Bill figured out what was going on. Needless to say, he was crushed. This used to be his best friend. We fought, we made up, we tried to work something out that would make both of us happy. For a few weeks it was OK that I split my time between work, Bill, and Saul. Remember that "Three's Company" reference from years ago ? It was back. Yeah, I wish.

This is Saul passed out after one of the worst nights of my life, ever. I had gone to see him to say good-bye. It ended up being a disaster. I drank too much and took anxiety meds. I passed out and don't remember much of that night. I just couldn't handle it, I wasn't ready. But, doesn't he look peaceful ? Sometimes I think becoming an alcoholic to avoid such intense emotions might be a good thing. 


May 2017
In an attempt to get over Saul, I went so far as to destroy some memories of him. On May 3rd, during the New Moon, I went out and burned some things. It was enlightening, but really, if only you could burn memories from your mind.


Apparently the splitting time between them wasn't something everyone could handle because the last Saturday night I went see Saul, Bill had had enough. This was May 13th. The following Monday he decided to completely cut all ties to me. I turned to Saul for comfort, big mistake. He just wasn't available or there for me in any way. This proved to me that I mean nothing to him. He gave me a ridiculous excuse about Bill getting him fired, so this somehow gave him the right to ignore me. I felt suicidal because I was losing both of them at the same time. Unimaginable. I was not able to deal. Concerned, Bill called the police and had me admitted to the ER for suicidal ideation. I did not cut, and had a few friends show up for support, so I was able to go home that night.

Present Day
So here I am, things are going alright with Bill. We are speaking again and going on dates. It's nice. Just taking baby steps. I am researching obsession / co-dependency / AL-Anon and even open relationships. Is is possible to love two men ? That's up for debate, depending who you ask. The reason for this post is because I have done everything under the moon to get Saul to talk to me like an adult. I have gotten extreme bouts of crying and anxiety because I feel like he will never speak to me again. How can someone do that to someone else ? I have bounced back and forth from grieving a living person, to slight hopefulness. It's exhausting.


Have you ever felt like this ? I have come across this really helpful website. It helps explain the unconventional grief you may feel over losing someone who is still alive.

The Bereavement Academy

In closing, I just want to say, some people may not be happy with this post but, this is my blog. This is therapy for me. I would have loved to sit down and discuss my feelings with Saul himself, nobody else. There seems to have always been other people involved in our relationship, which just complicated things even more. Sitting alone with him has not been possible and I am doing this for me. To clear my demons. Have you ever just met someone, and for reasons unknown, you cared so deeply about them ? I know that Saul and I will never be romantically involved, but I will always love him. The idea that he purposely ignores me, and disrespects me just because he knows how I feel about him, is unacceptable. It just doesn't make sense. What I am doing for myself, is to talk about my feelings, read, research, and try and figure out what makes some people act the way they do. I believe this will be a lifelong study, and I'm OK with that.
*Names have not been altered. 

About Ronnie

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