You've met someone. It's been a long time, but you feel something and you usually don't. It's butterflies, that's what you feel when you see them or hear their name. It's not long after that the butterflies turn to bubble guts because you find out that the ex they told you about is still lingering like a bad case of roaches and you're trying to figure out how to get yourself out of this cluster-fxck of a situation.
Over and over you survey your brain for the answer to how you landed on this spot of the life game. Did you ask enough questions? Were there signs you ignored? Was the sex so amazing that you allowed yourself to get blindsided?
Matters of the heart aren't to be taken lightly. No matter the answer to your mental questions, we are all responsible for ending one relationship before we jump into the next. It's unfair for your new love interest to want you to help them sift through their ghosts of past relationships trash or to give you any less than 100% effort.
You're in a league all your own. The word “second” is just a number in a sequence, inferior in position and NEVER refers to YOU.
This time it’s all about you.You’re worth more than money can buy. And for that reason you’ll never bend, fold or break for the undeserving. You come with no baggage and if they want you present their circus acts must be absent. Clear the table and remove the stress.
