That was sarcasm. I’ve just heard from a very good friend’s wife that he’s spending his birthday in hospital with a fair number of smashed bones. He was crossing a road when some moron decided they were in too great a hurry to be bothered stopping and ran straight over him.
Get well soon, Indy.
In addition, she mentioned she’d seen Louise recently. In Auckland. For those who know the whole messy story, you’ll understand that this hasn’t gone down very well with me and has re-opened a lot of mental scarring that I was hoping was healing completely.
****.
A request to anyone out there. Please, just don’t mention her to me again. The only way I’ll ever get over her is if I just completely wipe her out. Never going to happen, but I really just can’t handle hearing about her even though I do want to.
I know that’s another hard thing for some people in particular to read/hear and I’m sorry. I just can’t help how I feel, though obviously I wish I could. This hot on the heels (ish) of this recent post as well.
I’m also now certain that I won’t be visiting Auckland even though I’m in Oz shortly. New Zealand‘s already pretty much closed to me as there are too many memories I just don’t want to face. But to have the risk of literally coming face to face with the person who’s caused me this damage… It’s not worth it.
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Takes a long time, fella. It’s been 5yr for me and I’m just about approaching something resembling sanity re my Stuffâ„¢. I even went out for a drink with her a few months ago. I wouldn’t have believed that possible a couple of years back.
But yeah, avoid the whole geographical area. that’s a good plan.
Hey man.
Hopefully you’re having a good time where you are.
Think other thoughts and it’ll all go away.
hopefully.
Just don’t think about the mess at the Toon.
Hey Bud – dunno what happened to the last comment I left.
The important thing is that you have a great time where you are doing what you want to do.
Or think a lot about something else – just keep your mind off Newcastle United – that **** will drive you insane.
Damo – your first comment got spammed. No idea why, but I rescued it! And thinking about the Toon is more stressful than depressing!
Liam – yeah, I’m planning on being in Oz agin soon, but won’t be heading to Auckland as I mentioned. Which makes me feel bad as I have friends there who I’d love to see. But it’s just too damn painful.
I can’t see myself ever having a drink with Louise again. Ever. If I bumped into her in the supermarket, I’d ditch my trolley and walk out. It ain’t happening. Not after what she put me through.
I do know how you feel, I reckon. But time does help.
I’m still far from over it – that one 2h drink knocked me into a small heap of misery that night and took me weeks to get over.
But the important thing is that time /does/ help. The snag is, there’s nothing you can do to accelerate the process, really. Head-shrinkage helped me cope better, but it didn’t make things better. Probably not an option with your current nomadic lifestyle, but Moodgym might help.
http://moodgym.anu.edu.au/welcome
Yeah, tell me about it, Liam. And it is affecting certain very important aspects of my personal life. On incredibly important aspect in particular that I won’t discuss here. Maybe in time.
I’ll check out moodgym when I have the time. Annoyingly I’m in the first place in ages where I can’t get wi-fi in my hostel/hotel. Cybercafes are not ideal!
sheeesh!!! this is kinda scary! I’ve kinda vowed to stay away from Auckland too. For reasons VERY similar to yours. My Auckland saga isn’t as messy as yours, by the sound of it, but still…
Gosh, what kind of coincidence is that? I feel sorry for the city.
Anyhoo, this kind of thing never really goes away. It’s like a chunk of you has gone missing, never to come back. For me, most of the time I’m totally fine with it. Then BAM!, it’s right there spitting at me in the face. But it gets better. Even just little by little.
Amy – yeah, it’s a shame. Nice enough city, lovely country. But I just don’t want to go back. Probably ever, at this rate. What really guts me is one of my best mates and my two “nieces” live in Auckland 🙁