Coffee and Chocolate

Coffee and Chocolate. Two of my favourite things, two things that could really win my affection. I couldn't resist and had to redesign the theme of this blog. I am in need of these two things, I want them to surround me constantly on a daily basis, because they make me feel happier which is a good thing and most of all something I desperately need at the moment.

I'm okay but I had two really bad weeks where I couldn't get anything done because of personal reasons that I wrote about somewhere in February or March this year. It's not nice having to walk on eggshells all the time or else you're attacked for no particular reason, since anything you say or do will be a trigger. What I find hard to understand is why it's not dealt with, but instead taken out on me. Well, it's dealt with but only when I point out the type of behaviour. I reckon that's the way it is and has been for quite some time now. That's when I start to wonder what happened to me.

I trusted the other person not to crush that part of me that was longing to be loved, be vulnerable and open, isn't that a normal thing to expect from a relationship? Mistake. And I guess I didn't want to see the signs and therefore have to pay for it these days by having that part of me severely crushed from time to time... So when I have a good day I try to pick up the pieces and try to find myself, the 'me' that is known to my friends, to those around me who respect me and accept me for who I am: the vulnerable and strong person, the surviver and fighter...

But I have trouble finding her when I'm crushed again, hurt and in need of comfort and support. Comfort and support doesn't seem to be within reach ever since I moved country. So if I have a bad day I increase the Seratonin and Phenylethylamine levels by having some chocolate, just a bit, I know my limits. Well... at least when it comes to chocolate.

I wish things were normal again...