Yesssss. It was only about two years ago that I got over the schmuck who blatantly cheated on me then had the nerve to blatantly lie about it - when I was 18! :) Seriously. Doode, even cheating on him and lying to him about it (then dumping him) didn't help! (yes I was dumb... but the lesson learned there was: Revenge is stupid and doesn't make me feel better, so it had its value.) :) I kept bringing a tiny bit of that hurt into every single one of my relationships, no matter how insignificant, until my little relationship hurt timer finally ran out. Then I was fine. It's weird, it's like no matter hat way I tried to rationalize it to myself a little speck of it remained with me.... you have to let these things run their natural course sometimes, and it stinks!
I feel ya dawg, I guess is what I am saying. Not your particular situation, but the gist.
I fucking love National Geographic, I want a subscription.
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Date: 2003-07-08 12:23 pm (UTC)I feel ya dawg, I guess is what I am saying. Not your particular situation, but the gist.
I fucking love National Geographic, I want a subscription.
Money is evil, period.
And,
*HUGS*