The Girl Who Cried "no really, I'm fine".
- Aug 21, 2016
- 2 min read
I, Delightfully Dillon, am fine.
I swear. I'm not just saying it, I'm not inviting you to dig deeper. I'm just fine. Just fine. Just as in only, because honestly things aren't really feeling that great right now, but that's just how life goes sometimes.
I know that my overdramatic, elusive and [maaaaybe a little] bitter social media presence over the last week has prompted some...questions. But I'd like to argue that I'm merely a product of my generation, which means that the only way I know how to voice intense emotion is through passive-aggressive blog posts and visually pleasing, totally staged instagram photos with attention grabbing captions that both express my hurt and also leave everyone COMPLETELY dumbstruck at just what the heck my problem is.
Now some of you, like me, have backgrounds in psychology, or social work, or behavioural whatever-you-wanna-call-it, and you see all this gloom, doom, and sarcasm, and your concerned-human instincts start sounding the alarms. Some of you are seeing all this and thinking to yourselves;
"whoa, this girl sounds like she's about to pop a handful of regular-strength Tylenol's and drive her little body somewhere between here and Barriere..."
...or something equally as absurd (see what I did there?). However, I can assure you that as I live and breathe and maintain all of my cognitive faculties on this perfect rainy summer night, I'm really fine, and I'm really going to stop feeling sorry for myself soon, because last week's junk is just that - last week's junk.
And today, well today is the beginning of a brand new week.
That being said, all of the concern and kind words and intense love that I've been receiving since this little gem have been overwhelming, and as lame and pathetic as I've felt these last few days, I wouldn't have done anything different. Because I'm really hurt, and not really shy about it, but you amazing family, and friends, and kind strangers have just about restored my faith in humanity. So for that, I'm eternally grateful.
Anyway, that's that. And you know earlier when I said that part about leaving everyone to wonder what my problem is? Yeah, that's not going to change. If you don't already know what's been going on, you likely aren't going to. And sorry but I'm not sorry - your messages and love are immensely appreciated, but some things are better left undiscussed.
And believe me, this is one of those things.
So here's to not getting closure, to not wasting time on things beyond our control, and to not forgetting who the people are that really love you. And in case you're wondering who really loves you, the answer is me. XO.
Jessica*.
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