Times are weird in The Kid Used To Dream

  • Nov. 20, 2025, 4:59 a.m.
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So, my little squabble has had me down. I’ve been upset at myself and all but avoiding the other person since it happened. This afternoon I had no choice but spend some time with them and have a meal. I don’t know if I was still more upset at myself or upset that they’ve walked around all afternoon like nothing happened. So, I threw it out there.

Hey… I’m glad you are okay with everything. I was out of line and should not have said what I said.

They are like - no problem - I’m sorry I pushed you.

Wait - what?

The one time I don’t go right after someone trying to fix it and I just let it go and I’m the one that didn’t get closure and they woke up the next morning like nothing ever happened.

It exposed how deeply I care and how important it is for things to process and make sense. Maybe, this is why I write songs. The level of empathy, emotions and depth keep me hanging on to a feeling longer than most.

Had I went to them in the moment and tried to fix it for my own emotional healing they may have push away. I’m realizing that I can let things ride for a breather. BUT WHY DO I FEEL LIKE THIS? Like, they shouldn’t let me off that easy.

This is a weird place to be…

I’m adapting.


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