| | I kicked my ex out of my life, way too harshly. I left him a comment saying I'm sorry for how it was done, once again I mess up, and that maybe someday I won't have these days I'm as bitter as a bottle of vinegar. Its more than a little difficult since things ended so badly with us. He claimed to try to want to be friends, but I don't think that quite works. Most people can't do that. I'm seventeen, he is eighteen, always thinking he knows more. I know this, I couldn't have a relationship so long as I had that memory haunting me. I had to go through a very similar conversation to the one that broke us up last night that made me realize it. I thought I had forgiven him, but it just boiled up stronger than I remember during that conversation. I had to admit I was jealous. Only this time, it didn't end a realtionship and I'm going to work on it. Hard to do when you never leave your house. I always make fun of my cousin for being strictly home schooled her whole life because her parents don't want her knowing whats out there, but I'm the more pathetic case. I isolated myself because I didn't want to know what was out there, figuring that no one was worth my time since they all disappoint me in the end. I am trying now, trying to actually realize there are good people out there. Anyone want to attempt to become a friend of this bitter seventeen year old with social skills of an eighty-seven year old life long hermit?
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| | Posted 8/2/2006 9:13 AM - 2 Views - 2 eProps - 2 comments
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