Situation: Friend of mine called in righteous indignation over her close friend staying in touch with an almost/sometimes/maybe ex. Her sense of betrayal stemmed from the comraderie and familiarity her ex seemed to have while reminiscing of the interaction.
My assessment: Our exes where once the closest person we bared our fears and souls to. Some learnt our triggers and enjoy to push them just as we enjoy pushing theirs. How accurate is the depiction of this/these encounters? Knowing your person, are they prone to drawing the longbow through embellishment to pad their feelings of grandeur? Do they like to dance the tango of your feelings for entertainment?
Most importantly, why are you gatekeeping that woman’s husband?!?!?!
Conclusion: The audacity of gate keeping humans!!! Sacré bleu!
I’m a perpetually enrolled student in the University of Life™—majored in “What Am I Doing?” and minoring in “Is This Really It?”
I laugh so much I’m auditioning for clown school, partly to tone down the existential dread—but mostly for the red nose.
My life-plan strategy? Laugh→Mess Up→Learn. Repeat. Poetry anthologies are my emotional weighted blankets, and I carry one everywhere—because you never know when you’ll need a metaphorical hug—or a literal one if things get awkward.
Poetry anthologies that I carry with me.
Eclectic Musings: Thoughts from a forlorn soul (Musings of a lost immigrant soul Book 2) https://a.co/d/f1OXydJ
Eclectic Romance: Awakening of a naive soul (Musings of a lost immigrant soul Book 1) https://a.co/d/7pX2ucd
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