It's funny that certain things come up in your life on their anniversary dates.
@badpatient just tweeted a video of the Dresden Dolls doing a cover of PJ Harvey's Rid of Me. If you don't know PJ (I should find you, shake you soundly and give you a mix CD) what you don't know is that Rid of Me is the single most obsessive break up/love song ever recorded. Seriously, listen to the lyrics and listen to her play it live. She effing blows my mind.
I watched the video and it's awesome (go to my facebook to see it, i'm too lazy to snag the link again.) and it transported me back to a place and time in which I was crazy, stupid and broken hearted.
The last time my ex and I split was in June/July. I remember sitting in her kitchen after she'd avoided me for about a week, I waited for the bombshell that I knew was coming. Instead of the expected bombshell I got the "I'd like to see other people."* I shocked her by breaking into tears.*** She pressed on with her explanation of why. I continued to cry. It was one of those break ups you expect and see it coming for awhile and frankly it was long past due. She fully expected me to tell her sure I'd like to see you while you see other women. I again shocked her by saying that I don't share well and no. She cried and asked me to think about it. I reiterated no.
I felt strangely free after those words were said.****
I went home and made her a mix CD, well, after visiting a friend and drinking a few celebratory beers. The last song was Rid of Me. She didn't get it. She called me up to tell me she didn't get it and called the CD weird. Sigh. She missed the point entirely. Rid of Me is about obsessive, heart wrenching, gut churning love and breaking up. It's the raw cheated on broken heart. Rid of Me is the aftermath of love that should never have been.
The funny part about this is, though my ex didn't GET Rid of Me***** and thought it was weird she definately suffered from what I now refer to as "Rid of Me" syndrome: post break up insanity. Which is a whole otherset of stories, which I'll not share here as I know my ex, or her grilfriend read the blog on occasion.**




