That's right. I said it.Dumb, dumb, dumb, stupid girl.
I didn't make it over the last hurdle without falling flat on my face. The skinned elbows and knees pale in comparison to the gouges I caused on the inside.
You know, I wanted to break up because I didn't want either one of us to settle for less.
Instead, I became worse than less. I became the proverbial "booty call".
Willingly. Over and over.
I am so ashamed.
I am not as healthy now as I was even three years ago.
I am less respectable today than I was three years ago, too.
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I think there is a direct correlation between my downward spiral and lack of creative writing and the lack of feedback...hmmm. Guess that makes sense.
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We've all been here, sweetie (and maybe was STUPID GIRL for years. I'm just sayin'). I feel like anything I say will be cliche'. You're a beautiful, healthy, sparkling ray of sunshine and you'll get over this hurdle, so there!
Really, CQ? Years? Really? I love it when you tell me these things!!
Cliche' is something that you can never be, my dear.
Thank you for the sweet words and the reassurance. I will get over this hurdle. Just not with as much grace as I had hoped, I guess. :)
soooooo, was the sex great? or was it just so-so?
just curious. i know ... i have a tendency to zoom in on the trivial crap -- but hey! it's what i do.
I think we've all done that but having someone as a booty call who you feel something for, strong feelings for, doesn't work. You've got to cut them dead, self preservation. More often than not it's a booty call to the man and something different to the woman but you seem to have caught yourself on now at least. Happened to a friend on mine recently, he kept ringing, she kept shagging him, he kept ringing...
CBK - the trivial crap is the marketable part, right? So I think you have the right vantage point!
Monty - you are dead on. And now that I have put a moratorium on such occasions, I am healing much faster. But extremely sexually frustrated. :)
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