I watched one of my favorite movies tonight in “Bridges of
Madison County.” I found it searching on TV and even better was it was without
commercials and I caught it right from the beginning. After it was over I felt I had to write something because of how this movie makes me feel.
My first wife in our very short marriage (where I was mostly
away at sea on the submarine in the Navy) used to call me stone face. My second
wife said she didn’t feel loved or appreciated in 23 years before we split up.
My VA therapist and I talk about my emotional detachment.
In general I am not openly emotional about anything and I am
not a touchy feely person. Walking or sitting and holding hands with my wife or
just a hug made me feel uncomfortable. It is like taking things for granted,
taking love for granted I guess.
Foreigner has a song “I Want to Know What Love Is” that intrigues
me. “I want you to show me,” the lyrics continue. It makes me wonder if I ever
knew or know what love is. So how is it I turn into a wet noodle with movies
like Bridges, or “Somewhere In Time” and some others where privately watching
them the emotions come to the surface?
While taking a shower when not concentrating on getting
ready for work I sometimes find myself doing some soul searching and thinking.
My therapist once asked if I was dating and I told him I was not. I think I
would like to and to have someone intimate in my life, but on the other hand
not so much.
To get involved in a relationship means commitment to
another person. There are a bunch of factors involved. For starters it takes
away the independence I now enjoy to do what I want on my own time table. But I
like structure and in those 23 years of marriage I made it work balancing home
and family responsibilities with my own personal interests.
I have a friend I go out with to movies and we talk but that’s
all there is to it. I think she pretty much likes it this way but we have never
talked about it. Bottom line is that this is all it will ever be and that is
fine. But in the shower I think about what kind of person I could see myself
with and here is the problem. I can’t see myself with anyone other than my
second wife and that is never going to happen.
It makes me wonder about the detachment of my emotions and
if it actually builds upon itself over time. My therapist has said it is
something in the way some people are wired, not necessarily a learned thing and
it is something we have to learn to recognize and deal with.
Privately I have cried openly about things in my life and
some movies also get an emotional release. I find that I can let go of things
easier than many people and it appears to people outwardly it is like they mean
nothing.
And at this point I am lost and don’t know where to take
this…I guess the question is “Who Am I?” and I guess I don’t have the answer.
It is a work in progress. Do you know
who you are?