One of the worst days, of my life.
It’s been almost a year and I can’t shake this attraction to the individual. Although cliché, the first cut is the deepest especially when coupled with the first, of other specialties. I see their face every where I go and every time I close, my eyes. Dang, I hope to God I NEVER see their face in my Mother!!!
It’s totally amazing how when you meet someone on other sensitive terms, they manage to tend to injury that plagues me, as well. Then again, this special individual has had managed to cause me to fall for them hook line and sinker, then at the same time, cause me to rank our meeting as one of the worst days, of my life. For it has caused some new feelings and unnecessary acknowledgement with someone, I’ll never be with. Of course, meeting and marrying my ex obviously out-ranks and beats meeting the individual, ten-fold.
I know I didn’t do anything that I know of, to precipitate the 19th of May, the day the dashboard Queen sent me railing, etc., so I don’t know what I did to precipitate the taunting by the individual either. I’m tired of getting hurt by people especially those who have such a phenomenal effect, on me.