The Ice Palace

I have some really great friends. I really do, and I love that some of them care enough about me to call and check on me and make sure I haven’t thrown myself off a cliff with a note pinned to my chest saying ” It’s All S’s Fault”.  I love that some of them want me to get out and have fun and get my mind off of everything.

However, I don’t want people to call me just to ask what crazy thing S. did now. He texts me. I read it. The End. I understand that I am like a celebrity and my life is like a tabloid, but really? Do you have to keep asking me every day about S.? OK OK It was funny to mock me and my past relationship for all of like 5 minutes, but now it’s just dredging up things that I would rather leave in my past. I made a mistake. I trusted someone that turned out to be a cad. I fell for a guy blah blah blah… move on nothing to see here. If you want me to move on… then oh I don’t know… maybe you should LET ME!?

I’m not the person I used to be. I’m not going to let S. back into my life JUST because you think I am. Just because I don’t answer my phone and share every sorted detail of how I feel about S. today with you doesn’t mean I am sharing it with everyone BUT you. Maybe I just really am tired of talking about it… or in this case being accused of being stupid. Maybe JUST Maybe I really am ok?