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Owner4SexSlave -> Fighting with the White Knight inside myself (4/21/2008 9:18:54 PM)
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Friday, I get a phone call. It was from the last girl I was involved with. The one with the Drinking problem, the blackouts, and the anger inside her soul that would come out at times. Anyways, after I broke up with her, she had started seeing somebody else she's known for awhile now. Looks like he broke up with her for the reasons. She was crying mess over the phone, go I bail out my door and head up there. Anyways, she was coming down off from a two day drinking binge, she was 1/2 passed out in bed. Anyways, I ended up babysitting her through the early morning hours, all the puking. Hearing things about how much she hates being wasted like she gets. Then again, she was face down in the toliet. But there I was, the guy she called at 9:30pm. Anyways, her apartment has turned into a complete mess, everything looked disorganized and very much out of place compared to what I was used to seeing when I was with her. Hell, it was like her whole world fell apart. She actually has put on weight in the last month and a half. Plus, she literally looked like Hell, could see it in her face. Hell, she even made remarks about needing to shave her thin narrow patch of public hair down below. Everywhere I turned, I felt sad and hurting as to what was happening to here. Anyways, this other guy, said he could not deal with her. She was down and feeling broken that two guys in a row broke up with her. For the same reasons. Honestly, she does have some very great qualities. Now, there was many things finally said between us, something besides my one sided break up message and the silence the followed. I don't know if she was expecting for me to say to her, I want you back or what. I was rather emotionally guarded at the time. However, a few days later. I find myself fighting with the white knight inside of myself. I honestly wish I had that control and power over her to help fix her. I honestly find myself wanting to do something more. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, The Dom that I am just wants to take control and be that White Knight in Armor, I really don't care if my Armor shines, get's bent or distroyed in the process. I just know it hurts like Hell seeing somebody I care about be on a self distructive path, and going Downhill. I used to leaving relationships with the other person in better shape then when I found them. This really is tearing at my heart right now. Still, I know that Logically what can I do? Thursday night, I found out that one girl I used to know her in town, was found dead in a parking lot from a Drug Overdose. I was one of those people that distanced myself from her, the more and more she was drawn into the Darkness of this crap. It's made me stop and think about the fact, if druggies and alcholics are only left with their Druggie and Alcholic friends at the end of the day. I know, I can not save everybody in this world, but what happens to a person in this darkness when all they have in the end is being surrounded by people that not good for them. In all honestly, I would draw a hard line with her and tell her she needed no more to drink, and would draw hard lines at the Risk of being called names and her verbal abuse. From the looks of this last guy, he sort of just let her walk all over the situation. He likes to drink as well, and he got a DUI not to long ago as well. However, he's not an angry/crazy drunk like she gets. Basically, she was holding her life much more together when she was with me compared to him. The changes in her apartment did not happen overnight or even a couple of days. Wow, it was like she just gave up on herself or something. I'm trying hard to rationalize things, the Pros and the Cons. One thing for certain, it's not an easy emotional experience to go through. Actually sucks. I know about how to deal with another human beings lack of self esteem, confidence and helping them cultivate their abilities. Dealing with hidden anger, and fucked up learned behaviors from Angry Wacked out Foster Parents has not been my forte in shaping things in another human being. I am sitting here in the Dark hours, finding it unbelievable that there's not a Damn thing I can do. The thoughts of kicking somebody to the curb, watching the fall apart even more, then now with what if, they end up dead in a parking lot somewhere. So here I am fighting with that White Knight inside of myself tonight.
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