Hurt and All His Friends

When hurt comes knocking I often open the door. Simply because if I don’t he’ll sit out there all night and will still be there in the morning. It’s best to let him in and get his visit over with. 

Hurt has no concept of personal space. He likes to sleep in your bed rather than the couch that you made up for him. He will be glued to you the whole time and will poke you until the moment you shut the door behind him. 

Sometimes he’ll bring his friends disappointment and let-down. The thing is though, is that they take a mile from an inch. You open the door and they interpret that as an invitation to move in. Hurt knows when he’s overstayed his welcome and will be gone like a thief in the night. 

Disappointment makes a terrible roommate. She leaves messes in her wake and has no intention of cleaning them up. They will stay there until you finally kick her out, then you are stuck to take care of all the things she broke. 

Let-down loves a practical joke and to them practical is anything but. He crosses the line so often that he doesn’t seem to remember what boundaries are. He doesn’t know what sentimental is and will break it just to see you cry. 

The worst part is when they’re finally gone. Despite all they broke and all the chaos reeked it will feel empty. You tend to forget just how much space they take up until they’re gone. 

It comes time to take stock of all that was lost in their tirades. At this time I find the breaking point and often end up crying on the floor. I’ll hit self sabotage and make it all so much worse. I end up screaming “Look I can hurt me too! And look I can do it even better than you!”  And for all the damage they cause in their unwelcome visits I make it look small. Theirs turn out looking like a tantrum thrown by two year olds. Where mine end looking like bomb blasts. 

I’m left to pick up the pieces. And sometimes the pieces are very small and hard to put together. Puzzles are not meant to be made out of ashes and burnt timber. The damage I cause is always so much worse than they could even think of. 

Don’t let disappointment past the doorway and stop let-down at the front steps. Hurt is inevitable he has to be let in. It’s crucial that eviction finds him and none of his belongings are left to fested. His things are worse than he ever will be, they start rotting the minute he leaves.