Erratic? Neurotic? Must Be Christmas

It's well documented that people who are hyperadrenergic do it tougher at this time of year. None of the research seems to be able to say why but, as the hyperadrenergics in the room are characteristically more in tune with the emotions of others, maybe they feed off the energy around them. Christmas is breakup and stress season, and with all that going on around them, when you're so in tune to it how could it not affect you?

The work Christmas party is tonight, but I'm not sure that I'll go. This time last year I was curled up on the couch nursing an ankle that had all its ligaments torn two days earlier. But I was also crying because I hadn't heard from Corey in days. I'm not sitting here crying, and my ankles are just fine, but otherwise I'm in the same spot.

I'm trying to find the lesson in last year, and I think it's as simple as: you have to let them come to you. I remember that I kept texting Corey (partly because he was my boyfriend, partly because I was lonely and feeling sorry for myself, and partly because adrenaline makes you behave in strange ways). Rather than accepting that if he didn't want to check on me when I had a broken ankle then he was probably not the right guy for me, I kept chasing as if I had a right to.

But not this time.

When Corey eventually contacted me four days later he sent a single text. No phone call or 'how are you', just a text telling me that he wasn't required to report to me everyday.

Now I know Matt wouldn't do that, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't have the urge to. So I'm taking the lesson from last year and I'm backing down. I'll quietly wait to hear whatever it is he has to say, and I'll hope it's the good news I've been waiting for....

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