I've mentioned before I believe that in the beginning, when I first met Rob, rather shortly after, I put myself into therapy for many reasons. Mainly due to the fact that at the time I had countless suicidal episodes, and was clinically depressed, which, after the years of therapy I did, I can talk openly about and laugh about - One ex, Neil, would joke, "Franco, you cant even kill yourself.", when I would utter, "I'm going to kill you" - Neil had a knack to turn a bad thing into something you'd smile or laugh about. This wasn't the case with Rob, but that's another entry...
When Rob and I had our fallout late this spring, it was brought to my attention that Rob thought we should both do therapy, separately of course. Initially I was dead against it. I don't have a problem...Now I'm a total poster child for therapy and medications should you require them, they did me a world of good and I'm happy that I did it when I knew I needed it. No one had to tell me, I went of my own accord and enquired-and in the end did about 5 years of therapy.
Rob did therapy with a doctor I used to call, "Stumpy" cuz he had a bum leg.
That doctor by the way, was brought up on some fraud charges years later - that in itself speaks volumes...Funny that Rob should have had him as a doctor - One "fraud" to another... I'd told my friends, and knew, and still know that Rob wasn't bringing the problems he had, up front with his doctor. I know this because, nothing changed -Hearing that he thought I should do therapy was hilarious as I was the one "disrespected" for lack of a better word. He was the one with these "addictions" of sorts, not me? To this day they continue as he's wanking on the WWW - which isn't a problem now - but it was when he was stringing me along. I think allot of people tend to think that, I think he shouldn't do these things - After the "cut off" - He was free to do as he pleases. Its what happened during his "stringing me along" that I had the issues, not today. I just know he is trash now, that's a different thing :)
Anyways, he wanted me to go into therapy for my reactions. Having had a shovel hit you in the face, time and time and time again, would make anyone react. The one thing Rob tends to forget, is that I remember everything. He would talk about movies we had gone to see together, which in the end, wasn't with me?? Or that we had gone certain places together, when...it wasn't with me. He must have been getting me confused with other slags as himself? Cuz I wasn't at these "events" he mentioned - that always baffled me. In the end, in regards to therapy,I refused to go because, I myself realised I was taken for a fool for way too long. I didn't have a hidden secret trashy life. I wasn't living one and leading another - That is Rob -
I had heard that he was in therapy but think, at his age, and his way of thinking and the seedy lifestyle he leads - he is a lost cause. My friends said I was ruining the chance, at one day, possibly, even, sitting down for a coffee?? That to some degree I miss him? I can honestly say the best thing that's happened in a long time, is ridding him out of my life. The fun Ive had over the last month or so, as I start going out and meeting people, has been the most fun Ive had in a long time. With Rob in the picture, none of this could have happened. Many countless months I didnt meet anyone cuz he was with me, yet he was behind my back, so he has wasted far too much of my time and being a selfish, greedy slag. My reaction to my friend was, "You re mad! - I never want to see him again, there's no thought in my mind, that I will never see him again" - As I told him this in the last communication I had with him back in July, and one thing I'm good at, one thing I excel at, is keeping my word. Which is more than I can say about...Rob
So sad that he lost his best friend, and the only lover that would put up with his shenanigans - Has ta La Vista Baby!
September 10, 2009
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