{"id":9634,"date":"2017-10-09T07:12:26","date_gmt":"2017-10-09T12:12:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/?p=9634"},"modified":"2017-10-09T07:35:28","modified_gmt":"2017-10-09T12:35:28","slug":"i-dont-want-to-hate-the-world-i-really-dont","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/9634","title":{"rendered":"I Don’t Want To Hate The World…I Really Don’t…."},"content":{"rendered":"

Facebook helpfully sends you these little notices to look back on your Facebook past. You click on the link and get a feed of every post you’ve made on that particular day, going back through the years. Often it’s fun and enlightening. Sometimes it reminds you of things you’d rather forget. Like the day the best cat to ever come into my life got run over by a car in front of my house.<\/p>\n

Today it was this, from October 9, 2011…<\/p>\n

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Of all the life experiences I’ve had that I could absolutely have done without, getting lectured by a guy I loved very much and thought of very fondly for 40 years about how I need to look elsewhere because life in the closet has damaged him too much is probably right at the top of that list.<\/em><\/p>\n

When I told you that it was falling in love with you when we were both young that freed me forever from any possibility of living in the closet, I thought you’d feel proud. But I was twisting the knife in your heart wasn’t I?<\/em><\/p>\n

I don’t want to hate the world. I really don’t. But some days I really do.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Further down in Facebook memory lane, there was this on October 9, 2008…<\/p>\n

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[Bruce Garrett] …is still reeling from a conversation he had yesterday with his first crush…<\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

That would have been the “It’ll happen…things are better than you know…” conversation. Wow…full circle, almost, on October 9.<\/p>\n

Here on the blog, but not Facebook, on October 6 2006 it was this<\/a>…<\/p>\n

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So for years now\u202634 years to be exact\u2026I\u2019ve been throwing these little messages in a bottle out into the world, where, hopefully, they would eventually find there way to a certain someone.\u00a0 So what happened between us back when we were both teenagers is pretty central to who I am today.\u00a0 So I finally got a reply.\u00a0 After 34 years of searching for him I finally found him.\u00a0 So we talked.\u00a0 For just over an hour we talked.\u00a0 You have to expect that 34 years is a lot of time for things to happen.\u00a0 And things did happen.\u00a0 Many things he told me about.\u00a0 And many things I can only guess at from what he would only allude to.\u00a0 He sounds just like he always did.\u00a0 It was like picking up the phone and talking to him back in 1972.\u00a0 It was eerie.\u00a0 It was wonderful.\u00a0 It was thrilling.\u00a0 It was disturbing.\u00a0 He\u2019s the same guy he was back then.\u00a0 And he\u2019s different.\u00a0 And things have happened in 34 years.\u00a0 Many things.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

And I feel like\u2026a gently whirling dust devil just suddenly smacked into me and threw parts of me that no one has ever touched or disturbed in 34 years reeling into the air, scattered across the sky, and now I\u2019m just standing here becalmed, watching it all lazily settle back down, and I know it will still be me when it does, but different, and I don\u2019t know what will happen next because those parts of me ran so old and so deep and so still\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

It’s all there, gathered by these quick little online notes across the years of October.\u00a0 It was December of 1971 he first put his arm around me and my heart shot into the stratosphere and later that evening, that I was able to finally come out to myself because of it. It was March of 2016 we spoke our final, angry words at each other.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Life goes on…you take your hits and you get back up, dust yourself off, move on and get back to work. Because there is no growing up, there is only growing. And the opposite of that is dying. And dying isn’t something you want to waste your life doing. Yeah it hurts. Sometimes it hurts like a sonofabitch. You can let it beat you down, or you can take it as proof that you’re still alive, still growing, still moving forward. Eventually you get use to it. Eventually you move beyond it. Eventually.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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