I'm really pissed at you right now because you lost our class ring during that trip to Niagara Falls! (I'm also pissed at Ex BF for being more angry I lost the ring he got me, and not sympathizing about the class ring.)
We went to an amazing high school - mind you we didn't attend most of the time because of our health, but seriously looking back I appreciate it so much.
Scrolling through Facebook a couple of old classmates posted pics of their class rings. What the fuck are we going to do next year (assuming we get to go to our 10 year reunion) and we don't have that fucking ring?
Never mind that not everyone got a ring and we probably won't be the only one that doesn't have it. Seriously though, because of your stupid ass, past me, I'm now in an emotional tailspin because of a FB photo! That stomach dropping guilt and shame because that ring was expensive and special!
Also, wtf do we tell people if we get to go to that reunion. Oh? You're a doctor!? That's cool, I'm a Spiritual Life Coach. Yes, my mental illnesses are still pretty debilitating, I worry it's fucking up my kid. Yes, I live off of disability and sometimes sell crap I make. It's fine... I'm totally great. I totally help people who are worse than me!
At least I could flash my ring and say, "look I'm part of the school club!" BUT NOOO, past self, WE CAN'T! CAUSE YOU LOST IT!!
I know we've been meaning to save up to order a new one, but how embarrassing is that!?
Ok, I'm sorry I yelled at you. I know you're young and just a figment of my imagination and don't have all the coping skills I have now. Please don't do anything crazy. You're totally doing your best. The past is hard, being a memory can't be easy either. Seriously, I'm over it. It's just a ring! It's not a big deal. I know if we go to the reunion we'll be great.
Ok go back to that brain cell memory box, or wherever you came from. I got stuff to do.
Love,
Your Present Self
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