I'm glad to hear there are some other paste eaters out there! The weird thing for me is that I didn't hate high school. I didn't love it either. I'd love to see some of my old teachers. They meant a lot to me. But neither school nor my classmates was awful.
The bottom line is that I feel like a different person today. Going to a h.s reunion would reunite me not only with classmates but also to a version of myself that doesn't really exist anymore. It's sort of weird to think of the current you being so removed from a past you.
What bothers me about this is the strength of my reaction to just the thought of a reunion. I feel like I have some additional work to do to release some old baggage. Doing that work doesn't mean that I'll end up wanting to go to a reunion anymore than I do now; just that thoughts and memories of the past would have less hold on me than they apparently do. I've already done a lot of work in that regard so it was surprising to feel so emotional about it today.
Anyway, thanks for sharing!
Last edited by indysteel; 12-04-2008 at 04:23 PM.
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