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Edited on Sat Apr-18-09 06:55 AM by lildreamer316
I originally wrote this post two springs ago, fully intending to post it here and ask for your input then. This was about the time I posted that I'd had an "AHA" moment, if some of you remember. It was this incident that set me to pondering myself and got me to that moment, eventually. It helped me to understand that there are some things about my personality that I don't realize I have/do..I was not owning my true power, and therefore have probably misused it more than once. The following situation is, I believe, a good example of my misuse..or is it?
I think there is something definately going on here under the surface in a we-have-a-past-life-history kind of way,but I really don't know what it is, exactly.
I came to finally post this here because I ran into this person at a funeral Thursday (the funeral was for my friend I mentioned in the prayer thread). The last time I actually laid eyes on this person (not the one that passed!) was at another mutual friend and co-worker's funeral about three/four years ago.
I have edited the original post to update it a bit,but it smacks of my writing style of two years ago, which I think is a bit disjointed - but to be honest; I didn't want to re-type the whole darn thing. So if anything is confusing; feel free to ask for clarification.
Anyway; here goes:
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When I first started my career (check profile if you are wondering) back in '94; I met one of the four managers. We'll call him T. Because I was new to the game; I worked days;'cause that's where you learned how to do this job. This was his shift.
Believe it or not; he struck me from the beginning as a very intelligent and kind person; spiritual but laid back; great quiet sense of humor. He was a tall and lanky boy with a ponytail and a gentle smile. I felt an instant kinship and was attracted from the first moment. However; I was in a relationship - and was much too intimdated by the manager-employee thing to ever show what I was feeling. I would have felt much too guilty. I also did not put too much importance on what I was feeling; because being so young to my relationship and due to the problems we were having, I did not trust my feelings and thought I was just being lustful.
So, we progress to about '96 or so.I have finally graduated to night shift; and so has he. He had a wife for the first few years I knew him (one who worked with us, but was conspicously not comfortable with the job); but they had broken up. A tribute to his (and her!) personality was that they were still friends and could still work together after this...
One night several of us went to a party after work. As luck would have it, everyone left us lingering outside on the front porch. All of a sudden I looked around and realized it was just him and me. I don't remember what I said; it wasn't anything really important. I know I did not say anything leading or hit on him in any way - at least,not that I know of. I did not feel he would be interested in me. I had always been careful to make sure I was not obvious...
We were drinking tequila, but I was not drunk. Without warning, he takes me by the hand and leads (almost drags) me to the quiet second floor where there is an empty guest room.
You can guess the part I am not specifying...
....a few hours later; the sun is rising and I have to go, considering my boyfriend is asleep at our apartment. Guilt has overridden my young brain and I tell him I have to leave. He did not say anything except to ask if I was ok. I was so embarrased I do not say much else; except that I simply must go home.
The next day I am still so embarrassed and guilty I barely speak. I'm also mindful of the manager-employee thing; so I figure if anything else is to be said he will initiate contact; so I remain quiet.
Things remain this way for a long time. We never speak of this again.
When I say long time; I mean years.
It becomes apparent to me after awhile that he is avoiding me. Not in the patently obvious way; but he is making sure to not be in the area I am-every time. He will not meet my eyes. I can feel the 'stay-away' vibe coming off of him. He does not go to any more parties I am at, etc. Heaven knows how he knew which ones to avoid, but I digress...
At first I thought I had pissed him off. Like the young dumb girl I was; I had opened my mouth to a couple of girlfriends. Not that what had happened would be unusual; he in particular was not a promiscuous person; but was not known to be a prude either; if ya know what I mean. He was just a very free spirit.
However; when this studious but understated avoidance has now progressed into NOW; I begin to wonder what the hell really happened.
Let me explain. He left the company about two years after our thing. He married a girl I worked with; and they now have a beautiful child. She and I were friends; and we are all part of a bigger circle of friends from that time that still get together for occasions now and then; like birthdays and holdiay parties and etc. Yes, she does know. No biggie for her- at least it never seemed to be so. She is still very nice to me.
The few times I have encountered him since his quitting and marriage have been two parties and two (now three) funerals. At all these times (3 and 4 years ago respectively; and now just on Thursday) the avoidance was still obvious to me if not to anyone else. (really-trust me-I have a nose for these things). The major reason I wrote this post originally, is there was a party that he and his wife were invited to about two springs ago. I showed up. His wife was there; he was not. This would not have popped up in my psyche if it were not just so........obvious.
There was even an empty chair beside her.For no discernable reason. At a completely PACKED table.
We (she and I) spoke for well over half an hour. No explanation for him not being there. I don't remember being concious to not mention him or ask; I just instincitvely knew not to say anything. I did not even think about asking.
Look; I KNOW it sounds like I'm placing undue importance on myself in this whole thing; and I know it sounds like I have an unhealthy obsession with the situation; but I am telling you, it did not even jump into my conciousness until about a week afterwards. Then; I finally realized something was up.
It had always bothered me for a long time (until his leaving the workplace, and my finding my own way in my life) about the way we left it. Could never understand what the hell happened and why he never came forward to clear the air. I felt it was not my place to do so, considering. But it had always nagged me, and it bothered me that it nagged me. But it faded into the background of my life after he left, and never really became a problem until I noticed that YEARS after the fact he is STILL AVOIDING ME.
WHY??
We are both adults. This is not a big thing.If anyone can be friends after, it should be us. I know he is mature enough.
Um, what the hell do YOU think I'm missing about this equation?
Should I be flatterd or disturbed??
I don't want to be with him. I am with my match for this life; I am happy with the challenge and love provided me. I am upset, however, that someone I felt such strong respect and rapport for wants to AVOID me.
Goodness. Writing it out makes me sound like a lovesick woman in denial. I'm telling you, that's not what it is. It IS something on a soul level that I am suddenly curious about again, after a long time of forgetting what was going on. I strongly believe this has reared it's head for a reason. To be honest; I feel as if he has done me a service I should be thankful for, but release him from; and I don't know how. And I wonder- is there anything I am not seeing?
I have a new sense of dedication to my present relationship; and a new understanding of both of our parts. This is all part of the AHA moment I posted about before. I just wanted your input, valued friends. If anyone will understand what I am really saying, it is you.
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Shawn and I are fine, and I have no lingering fantasies about this person. I don't feel 'drawn' to him; I don't even think about this situation until I happen to run into him..and then the avoidance smacks me in the face. As a very outgoing person, it upsets me (unreasonably, I know) that someone that I like does not like me. Maybe this is just an ego thing. But..I don't really think so.
So, silly as this all is, any insight you all have would be welcomed. You are also,of course, free to tell me that I'm crazy and need to rein in my self-importance.
It just really does not make any sense to me.
Thanks for listening to my rambling...:)
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