Three years ago, I began an unexpected journey that I wasn't expecting. I remember coming back from the Bridge School Benefit show and my fiance sat frozen on our couch. I was ignoring his facial expression that appeared serious as I continued to tidy up the apartment. I finally looked over at him to hear him say something to the lines of: "I've been dating that girl from the grocery store....I can't do this anymore.... it's over Carolyn." The reality didn't set in as I continued to move around the apartment, that maybe if I continue my "I didn't hear you" phrase while holding my ears that we could pretend that that did not just happen. But it did. The neurons started firing as my reaction started to set in. I felt like my emotions had taken on a mind of their own. There was no control of my feelings and they weren't going to stop. I wanted so hard to stop the tears from flooding my cheeks but there I was, crying.
As it set in, I attempted to sleep and curled into a ball on our bed. I don't remember how I feel asleep or how I woke up but once the day started, I began the phone calls that started my life over. As I write this now, this is not the story I want to tell. There are enough sob stories of girls who got hurt from boys who were retarded. Trust me, every time I get to tell my silly sob story again, another girl comes out of the woodworks and announces the same thing.
The story I want to tell is the one that came after all that. When it did happen, I thought my life would pause for a second, that I would have a moment to exhale. Instead my life went into a whirlwind of spinning until I was completely dizzy. The dates of boys and insanity that followed has made this adventure interesting to say the least. This blog is to walk you through this little adventure of mine in hopes that I can provide some clarity, humor and light on what should of have been a very sad story. Luckily, life has a sense of humor.
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