Chef Wil: Hey, is everything ok?
Me: Not at all.
Chef Wil: Do you want to talk about it?
Me: Etta breaking up with me. Taking it really hard .
Chef Wil: Oh no! Sorry to hear! Has she told you why?
Me: Drifted apart no longer feels the spark. Wants to date other people. I’m sure she has met somebody. I’m coming down from the full blown panic attack part of it now. 😦
Chef Wil: Well I don’t know much about your relationship with her…. And I know all you can do is tell her how much you care about her. Unfortunately we can’t make anybody do or feel anything they don’t want to do… And if you respect her, you will have to respect her decision even if you don’t like it. It will hurt… But it won’t last forever.
Me: Thank you chef. Definitely good thought.
Chef Wil: There is a quote that stuck with me that I read on a college bar bathroom. “No matter how great she is, somebody somewhere is tired of her shit” and that helped me get over a girl in college and also Jennifer.
Me: Haha I like it.
Chef Wil: If you want to just talk about it and let it all out, don’t be shy. Road dogs for life!
Me: Man there is something about loss that really gets to me. Loss of routine, loss of comfort, loss of control. It goes all the way to my moms issues and her passing away. Thanks for giving me a little buoyancy. I was not in a good place.
Chef Wil: Loss is always hard. We feel good having things… But just because you lose something special and important doesn’t mean you don’t have anything.
Me: That’s true.
Chef Wil: And try not to assume the worst of people. It could be that she is scared… And needs some space… Or doesn’t know where she fits in… So maybe letting her know what you feel about her and saying something like “I’m sorry I may have taken you for granted” will help her settle… And even if it doesn’t work it will get it out of your chest a little. Just try not to hold it in… It will just destroy you… Like a plane flying at the speed of sound… You will just fall apart…
Me: I musta got a lot of it out. Used brawny paper towels instead of kleenex. Like a man.
Chef Wil: Hahaha! Just let it all out! It’s tough… And I can’t imagine how tough it is after such a long relationship… The worst thing you can do is get defensive and shut her out.
Me: I think I got a paper towel rash.
Chef Wil: That will heal in time too.
Me: Bad news is… girlfriend of 6+ years broke up with me for playing too much Quake2. Good news is… have new girlfriend named Quake2.
Chef Wil: Hahaha. Quake 2 will never break your heart! Maybe your mouse though… 😀
Me: Thank you for cheering me up chef. And a special thanks to my homie “The Weed”.
Chef Wil: Hahaha! Making everything less important since middle school!
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Aw, man! Sorry to hear this, Arthur. Hope your healing is swift. Feels.