Promises. Does anyone live up to them? Does a promise made by one person become an unrealistic expectation of another?
I think I am over the anger and bitterness and disgust that I harbored for him and what we had done. But with letting go, those feelings of love and lust and adoration come creeping back in.
I want it to end. And I want it all back. If this is anyyhing close to what hell feels like, I really need to pray more.
H – how do you live with yourself
A – acknowledge what you’ve done
T – treat me with respect
E – even under these circumstances
Many of you know my story. Now, I need your help. I need your advice. Jack will not talk to me. I am in therapy now. I just need to know.
Was I the only one? Or one of many?
Do I beg for one last answer from him?