For some reason I was going through this ugly stage of thinking it was okay to try and go back to my ex...Emphasis on TRY. I think I wanted the familiarity and attention he used to give me and not HIM.
It took a phone conversation with a good friend of mine in order for me to wake the fuck up and realize that there are SO many fish in the sea. I need to do better for myself. I can't spend time pondering on a relationship that's gone and is never coming back. I honestly feel as though every female should have that one platonic male friend that will check her in a heart beat. My friend hit me with that "You are annoying me. This is not the La Fille that I know. Since when did you become like this?" He's just one guy and there will be plenty others, etc" and I needed to hear that.
I feel like somehow after ending the conversation and hanging up the phone, my eyes were opened and I saw how badly the thirst had consumed me. I mean, I NEVER thought I could ever be so thirsty...ugh. I'm ashamed of myself for letting it get to the point where I was texting him that much. If I could go back and erase it I could, but I can't so oh well.
So...I'm back to the basics of doing me and not catching feelings outchea.
xoxo,
La Fille
