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Friday, June 27, 2008

The path to singledom

I'm not sure if that's an actual word but work with me here.

I was replying to an e-mail last night from someone who saw my personals ad and I realized that while I've been sharing my dating or lack-of-dating adventures with you I haven't really gone into much detail about how I came to be single.

I haven't always been single. There were 3 years of my life where I was blissfully and miserably in love. And yes, you can be both at the same time.

During one of the first break-ups my ex-fiance and I went though, and there were many, I wrote a series of poems that detailed our relationship from beginning to what I thought at the time was the end. They weren't mean to be great works of literature or even somewhat decent poetry, they were just the only way a young confused girl could think of to work through what was going on in her life.

Anyway, I thought I'd share those with you. Other than my ex-fiance no one has read the story and I'm not entirely sure about sharing it on here. It's something that is very personal to me and still close to my heart. But after thinking about it, I realized that there are many blogs that I've read where people had shared intimate details about things they'd gone through, and those blogs made me feel stronger, better about the things I'd endured. So if I can do that for someone else then it's worth opening up about one of the most personal experiences of my life. One that I still struggle with understanding to this very day.

So starting tomorrow I'll post a chapter a day. The story is called Mind Ripper. That was the screen name he was using when we first began talking, and it fits the effects our relationship had on me. There are 13 chapters I think, and a few post "The End" poems that are a part of the story.

Again, please understand that they were never meant to be "poems" in the way that most people think. The story rhymes. Why? I honestly couldn't say. I suppose that at the time it was how the thoughts and feelings came to me.

I usually say enjoy, when I'm going to post a story or funny moment of my past but some of the writing to come wasn't all that funny or enjoyable so I suppose I shall just say or rather ask that if you decide to become a part of a very very important time in my life by reading the next several posts that you do so with an open mind and a kind heart.

Thank you =)


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Big Momma Pimpalishisness said...

Looking forward to reading all about your miseries :p