Wednesday, November 11, 2009

The night Julie Delpy spoke to me, I was bitter, or as I like to call it, realistic. It went like this.

"I was thinking...for me it's better I don't romanticize things as much anymore...It doesn't make me sad, it's just the way it is...I can't deal with the day to day life of a relationship. Yeah, we have, you know, this exciting time together and then he leaves, and I miss him, but at least I'm not dying inside. When someone is always around me, I'm like suffocating!"

"No, wait, you just said that you need to love and be loved..."

"Yeah, but when I do it quickly makes me nauseous! It's a disaster...I mean I'm really happy only when I'm on my own. Even being alone...it's better than...sitting next to a lover and feeling lonely. It's not so easy for me to be all romantic. You start off that way and after you've been screwed over a few times...you...you…you forget about all your delusional ideas and you just take what comes into your life. That's not even true I haven't been...screwed over, I've just had too many blah relationships. They weren't mean, they cared for me, but...there were no real...connection or excitement. At least not from my side...I don't believe in anything that relates to love. I don't feel things for people anymore...Reality and love are almost contradictory for me."

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