😂 Offroad!
Journaling:
I had a feeling today would be a challenging day, so I did my best to keep it packed to the brim with things I enjoy. I'm going to end the night with a solid Halloween classic. Of course, Happy Halloween and Happy Diwali to those who celebrate!
Halloween was our shared favorite holiday, so it feels weird not having him by my side watching Halloween specials and eating themed treats like we're a couple of eight year olds. I didn't even break out my skull pan this year to bake skull brownies. For us, Halloween is bigger than any other holiday, greater than Christmas, because I think we both had rough childhoods and Halloween gave us the opportunity to just be goofy and silly and open to possibility. It's about the unknown, the magical, the uncertain. But I guess it feels like Halloween came for me a bit early this year, frights and chills indeed.
Even though it's not the same date, thanks to the lunar calendar, Diwali falls on the same day as Halloween this year. Go figure. We had our first date Diwali of 2015. The holiday's supposed to signify good conquering evil, light winning over darkness, and the truth banishing illusion. Our first date was magical- I knew we were meant for something. And I'm not saying that in hindsight- I felt a spark that night and I knew I met someone special.
So... I booked myself a tattoo appointment for today. I knew it would be fitting, given our history and I can't for the life of me remember when the last time these two holidays fell on the same day. It's a small tattoo, but it's a reminder that my person is out there. That we may not be together right now, but we are connected and someday, hopefully, we will find each other. For now, my heart still identifies that person as my STBXH, but who knows how long that will be for. I have been so nervous about letting go, about no longer thinking of him actively, because maybe I'll lose touch with our memories and my feelings for him. But, with this tattoo, I feel comfortable letting go even more. I don't have to try to cling to the memories or analyze each and every interaction- it's done. He killed us. If there is any hope at all for the future, it would have to be brand spanking new. If there is hope with someone else in the future, I sure as hell have to completely let go of this. Either way, my person is out there and we will connect when the time is right. That time just isn't now.
I spent the remainder of the evening with my best friend, her husband, and their menagerie of pets. So adorable- how does one not just melt when surrounded by the cutest, furry little friends? It felt so good to just hang out and talk about whatever. It felt so great to be around people my own age- I haven't been doing that enough and need to jumpstart my social life.
I started taking epsom salt baths to calm my nervous system. That along with stretching, meditating, and yoga nidra have been such wonderful additions. I filed an application to be a dog foster parent, first as a short-term foster to see if it's the right move for me. I'm hoping to take in a senior dog for a short stint- I feel like we can help each other feel a bit more relaxed in a crazy world.
Nothing major in terms of the MLCer. I had to touch base for confirmation today to see if a bill had been paid since I'm still on the title of the property and the bill is due at the first of the month (and he wanted to take on all the bill paying after years of preferring that I did, but just another MLC trait that doesn't need to be explained here). He said he was working on it and would keep me updated once the payment had been pushed through. I thanked him and wished him a good holiday. Of course, I did not get a response. Not yet anyway- I'm working on managing nervousness about a bounce back of monster. However, I'm channeling the fact that I have no control over his reactions- I only have control over myself. I had to follow up because I wanted to avoid overdue bills. I responded in a delayed fashion, kindly and politely, while holding him at arm's length. How he responds is anyone's guess- no amount of planning will prepare me.
So I might as well tuck into some Halloween treats, turn on Hocus Pocus, and call it a night. May your evening be so beautifully magical. And for all who are already enjoying their November, may the Christmas songs make their way to you and bring you festive cheer. I heard my first one played at a store last week- I couldn't believe it. The holiday season is here.