(Bernadette Peters in “Into the Woods”
I discovered the “search terms” today and saw that someone had searched “hot beautiful hag”!
I’m equal parts flattered and confused. But I had a genuine laugh which I needed so thanks to whoever it was. It made my day, at least for moment.
I’m trying to keep my confidence in the face of feeling discarded like trash. I’m trying to feel lovable despite not being loved anymore. It’s not easy but I’m trying.
I can’t help but wish that I was better, worth working things out with, worthy of being loved. It’s not easy to know what to do when love is thrown away, where does it go? Was it even real? Why wasn’t it good enough? I can apply logic, I can slap on platitudes but the question gnaws at me.
I’m doing better than I have in the past, not just crying and sinking into a frightening depression. But I’m feeling extremely defeated. I’m so uninterested in trying to meet someone else but I feel like the older I get the less likely I will stand a chance. Because I’m old and my neck is sliding into my chin. Because when people call me “adorable” I know it’s just code for short and not beautiful. Maybe I’m beautiful for a hag, as that surprising search suggests. Maybe even if I were beautiful I’d still be alone, because I’m not good enough anyway.
I do know that I gave this relationship everything I could. Im sure I could have done better but I really tried. I always tried to show my love and affection. I tried to be thoughtful. And I failed anyway. Maybe I’ll do better next time. If there is a next time.
For now I’ll just try to feel like some random stranger referring to me as a “hot, beautiful hag” is a good sign.