nLiM8d
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Link to original post: [drupal=4547]To everyone I miss[/drupal]
The contents of this message was posted a day after it was written. What that means is that after the fluff of recollection, it has come to light that going off on a personal hiatus was fairly selfish towards the people I've engaged in conversation with. The exception being one individual, of which was a fairly significant contributing factor towards my absence. It also means that I'd understand if folks would rather not welcome me back with open arms.
[COLLAPSE="Edited by N"]That I went and played along with it was pretty inconsiderate as well. In all truth I had not thought these select people to be so passionate about my absence as to look up key patterns towards why something was wrong.
As things have played out before, I thought it natural to tackle my circumstantial challenges in solitude- disappearing, then returning when I have considered my person to have been refined. Somewhere in that process, people often say or do kind things that really make me feel good. If not for all that, I'd probably v'been gone for a while.
The problem with that is that I tend to push those people to an emotional response with my behavior. I can't live down that path, somethings got to change where I won't think I need to go to that extent. To those individuals, I apologize. Be it so that I would accept the brand of a shirt sleeved sentimental attention
w-h-o-r-e.
When I felt assurance, as I hinted in the beginning of the first paragraph, I felt compelled to write this, with hopes of a fresh start
You guys are fantastic, now let me get over this sentiment so that we can go on discussing manlier things, like bear rasslin'.
The contents of this message was posted a day after it was written. What that means is that after the fluff of recollection, it has come to light that going off on a personal hiatus was fairly selfish towards the people I've engaged in conversation with. The exception being one individual, of which was a fairly significant contributing factor towards my absence. It also means that I'd understand if folks would rather not welcome me back with open arms.
[COLLAPSE="Edited by N"]That I went and played along with it was pretty inconsiderate as well. In all truth I had not thought these select people to be so passionate about my absence as to look up key patterns towards why something was wrong.
As things have played out before, I thought it natural to tackle my circumstantial challenges in solitude- disappearing, then returning when I have considered my person to have been refined. Somewhere in that process, people often say or do kind things that really make me feel good. If not for all that, I'd probably v'been gone for a while.
The problem with that is that I tend to push those people to an emotional response with my behavior. I can't live down that path, somethings got to change where I won't think I need to go to that extent. To those individuals, I apologize. Be it so that I would accept the brand of a shirt sleeved sentimental attention
w-h-o-r-e.
When I felt assurance, as I hinted in the beginning of the first paragraph, I felt compelled to write this, with hopes of a fresh start
[/COLLAPSE]This hasn't been much of a cookie cutter experience thus far, my days. Things have changed, and who knows the manner in which I process and examine may change tomorrow. Heck, I might even wonder what a sentimental mess that I've been the morning after. Wherever I am, I look to make a difference in the lives around me, you know?
Often, I wish that I could be the type to contribute something worth speaking about. That I had the drive to be amazing without even needing to realize the recognition of others. I'm not sure if I'm proud but too selfish or the other way around- why there's a need for me to achieve greatness of which is just out of reach. Sometimes, I'm not even sure what that means or if it even makes sense to me. I know in my heart that I desire to creative, evoke, and inspire and in doing so I know that I wouldn't need a 'thanks' in the end.
The truth is when I introduce my mettle to my circumstances, my heart fails to recognize what strength I have at my beckoning. I sit here and fuss about what guarantee's my agenda, when all along I find the most joy in lighthearted chats among friends.
For a certain period of time, you guys were my home away from home; I wouldn't know where to begin in expressing the depths of my gratitude for that. I looked forward to waking up in the morning to see my kid brothers going at it, proud and rambunctious- or is it rambunctious and proud? I felt a desire to hold it together, to keep it going or even play along. Whether it be in depth or folly, I felt that this group was a good group, regarding not that its perceived to be no better than the last. A good group to me, are the kind of people that fight in order to get their person noticed, I hope that all who fight can recognize that, someday.
Jut that, I felt my boat rock, recently. At that point, I figured that all the telling signs lined up too properly to mean anything else. That's me looking towards patterns to develop my life, but as I have learned, not all variables can be accounted for. Valor can often be unpredictable, and with that, your season can be switched without you recognizing the signs.
While I sit and dwell on the progress of my day, I take all words to heart, in context and meaning. My love for the grandeur things, keeps me appreciating the audience for which it was designed. In that I can say that I'm glad to be a part of this ragtag group of individuals and forward thinkers, even if it is to dream or whine for a little while. If it took the collaborative effort of a few folks that can hardly speak English to design a game- a series, to put things into perspective for how I view the world of this hobby of mine, then I'm happy that their efforts were a success.
You guys are fantastic, now let me get over this sentiment so that we can go on discussing manlier things, like bear rasslin'.