Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Dear Nobody

    Don't tell me that you need to start dating or that you'll never find the one. Don't tell me that you want to go into recluse as I sit across from you. I get it, you are the only one who has ever experienced the vicissitudes of love. Heartbreaks only happen to you. You are deep, contemplative and sensitive. Yet you are also strong, tough, and don't need a girl in your life--except for when you reach for me in the middle of the night, an urge you don't need to explain. You detail your problems and wait for me to sympathize. You want me in your life but you can't make the big leap, because in your mind, you have so much to deal with. I've met you a dozen times and you always have a different name, but I know that you're him. I know your story before you even tell me. I'm impassive to your troubles because they have nothing to do with me. You want me to pursue you so you have a safe landing should you fall.

And you say I'm heartless.

disjointed thoughts

   I "won" my first case. It was an administrative decision and they decided in favor of my clients!

    When I have more time to put my thoughts in order, I'll have to write about the VAWA (Violence Against Women Act)/immigration cases. Their courtships are so different. I take down declarations (their stories) and they talk about how they met their abuser and how they fall in love and all that. These men straight up tell them women they want to marry them on the first date. And the women tell the men they love them! No overthinking. No commitment issues. It feels primordial. Spoiler: all the men turn into abusers after the marriage, so maybe this kind of love isn't for everyone.