This post is about me and my problems involving people with two Xs, no Ys, and the strange new way I am able to "connect" with them.
I call it trauma. I once devoted my whole heart to a special girl only to have it broken into a thousand pieces. I never did get it back whole....even after getting a girlfriend for the first time or a sweetheart during summer did NOTHING to ease the pain or begin a recovery.
Since I couldn't recover, all that was left was to make do with what I had...
I have a broken heart. I have a lot of pieces. I can't give it to just one person anymore. I can't wholly devote myself to just one woman. So here I am...having numerous empty relationships...except for a few promising ones...I have no idea how I managed it but I don't really care...
It's not of lust.
It's not of some womanizing dream.
It's self-preservation. This way, I won't form any strong emotional attachments that can leave me vulnerable to that kind of pain ever again...
Not Done With THIS One Yet
Yours Truly, Paolo Baladad Friday, November 21, 2008
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