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As she stood browsing the spirits in the liquor aisle of the neighborhood Rite Aid Pharmacy, she knew what both men were waiting for. One standing on either side of her, their curiosity had them frozen in time for a few minutes. ….. No doubt they wanted to know what she was going to pick out for her newest “fling” She select a bottle of jagermeister, they BOTH knew she would pick that! Hoping to ebb the uncomfortable feelings that bounced in her head, she decided on a silent departure. Grabbing a delicious looking jug of Bacardi’s 151 she managed to slip past the man standing on her right. He was her X husband. The other man was her X boi friend. Her face was warm and she felt a little strange, maybe she was just having one of those “I’m being too sensitive” episodes.
A week or so passes and she is really excited about meeting a special someone in person that up until now has been purely a world wide web contact.
The first arranged in person meeting is always tough. But things went well and continued to develop nicely for several months.
Without much warning, she up and discontinued the “relationship” and focused on issues she was having with her family; A dying uncle, a son sentenced to a couple of months in the local county jail. An X (yet another) that came to town during the Uncle’s funeral .and posed the question “do ya wanna” and she answered with “um…. Ok, I guess”
The whole ball of wax wrecked her nerves from end to end.
She cut all of her hair off.
Yes, lots of guilt feelings pounded her heart. She acted unfairly. She constantly looks at a crudely printed copy of one of her many favorite photos of him and quietly weeps. Trying to shake the sadness off with happy thoughts she smiles inwardly and asks herself so many questions, she feels warm and zones out.
Finally she decided to face whatever may happen and she logged her Dell computer on to the internet, prepared for tons of offline messages and questions filled with hate. Surprising relief. There is nothing..
