After reading that sentence I am left wondering if maybe I have enjoyed one too many espresso’s today or if I actually require a strong shot of alcohol in the next cup. However if you say the words slowly, it will make sense I promise.
Being in control of choosing to make changes or even having time to adjust and prepare to the idea that change is about to occur, does not necessarily mean it will be any easier or less painful than when external forces thrust change upon you. Whether it be behavioral changes such as changing ones diet for healthier living, to the more emotionally painful change of adjusting to life without someone we care about, change IS difficult.
A strong core of procrastination encourages me to be a creature of familiarity and comfort. I dislike change intensely with the slightest tweak in my surrounds sending me diving under the bed quilt looking for cookie crumbs. Or when put into Second Life terms, hiding away from the world with the accepted practice of; inventory organisation. After all I can easily explain it as needing order to reduce OCD anxiety.
Living in a fluid virtual world like Second Life means the need to rebuild a lifestyle is a situation we are faced with from time to time. For a multitude of reasons and far too many to list on this blog, people and places constantly disappear from the grid. How we handle these goodbye’s is a deeply personal journey. Some find relief and relish in the opportunity to let go and explore new directions. While others need time to adjust to and accept their new circumstances.
Suddenly everyone, although not asked, wants to role-play surrogate counselor. Hammering a make-believe certificate to a wall their every opinion must be heard. Rarely asking questions as facts just complicate matters, advice based on wrong assumptions is dispensed in overload.
Finally there comes a time when we peek out, contemplating the pros and con’s of engaging once more with the world. Confusion and fear common feelings when we first begin to seek out new people and places to enjoy. There will be slip ups. The strong cocktail of raw emotions you sip from leaves you fighting back tears at random comments that wouldn’t have usually cause more than an eye roll. This is about the time you realize a vast amount of Second Life residents are tools. (I could have gone stronger here but I like to leave the use of *^!* icons for other times.)
and lastly .. the biggie in my books.
Seriously, you will know when the time is right and eventually find that the memories you hold are the silver lining inside the cloud and the sun will shine on new beginnings.
So, after slipping some sweet comfort into that last coffee, does anyone have some suggestions where a single gal goes these days to enjoy music, dance and intelligent chat? I know .. I’m asking for a lot .. maybe I should just advertise for a dance partner…. Hugs PB x