Choler of dissevered filly 

Eclipse’s song Makes Me Love Youreleased twenty years ago in 1998 was playing on my stream device when a filly in the neck of the woods stopped me to check on how the nabe’s most sibylline bachelor is faring on.That opened an opportunity to share her tribulations after being dumped by her boyfriend.Apparently its been six months since they broke up and oh boy, the filly is in miserable state. Although I have never experienced break ups of relationships in my life, I do understand that breakups are supposed to be difficult and painful. As she narrated her ordeals, heartbreak of the break is a feeling she truly didn’t know until it happened to her. In her view, the love hurts, a well known romantic abstraction, is reality that has dawned on her after spending weeks in her crib crying.Initially, she thought that the worst days will be the immediate aftermath days, that she will feel progressively better with time.Sadly as she has learnt thats not the case.Seeing your blogger was a good day but she confessed since the separation its been 90% bad days.Watching telly has given her moments of total normality but most of the time she gets intense waves of sadness that literally weaken her body.She never stops to think how her ex is actually doing without her in the picture. She knows that he’s moved on before her and is happier than her.According to her, the ex new partner is fitter, richer, cuter and better in fashion than her, and by the way, I must say she dresses up smartly and for her to acknowledge that competition is incredible.Standing on the roadside while having the chinwag, filly’s younger sister came and said hello. She asked the sister for a moment for a private convo but sister responded telling her to feel free to share as Contador Harrison is ‘mumchance of The Hood’ which isn’t incorrect. Her sister had found an interaction between her former boyfriend and his new fiancee that dates back to their dating days. It was nauseating. Thoughts began swirling in her mind and she regretted why she wasn’t more active on Twitter when they were dating as that information would have come clearer. 

The role of younger sister is playing after the break up is something I didn’t even want to know but was clear they are all hurting.It sounded insane, but when the sister left she admitted that, in the past, she’d actually wondered if she was above heartache. At University, she relished the idea that she might be vaguely sociopathic, as a filly she had yet to feel deep sadness in connection to a romantic relationship in the way that so many of her campus friends had. When friends of hers wouldn’t shut up about their breakups, she avoided them and focused on education. Interestingly, rather than her feeling anything like empathy to her friends, she always had a pragmatic reaction. Awkwardly, she believed that a breakup was simply an opportunity for her sex pests friends to upgrade and an excuse for them to be whores for a while. She said some of her friend would get wasted and fuck a bunch of blokes not less than ten, and then a few weeks down the line they would start looking for a finer version of blokes, a behavior she couldn’t relate back then.After her break she’s on that side, she’s desperately looking to anyone who can identify with what she’s feeling and in the case of your blogger, someone who will at least entertain her while she word-chunder on her agonizing break up aftermath.She is a broken filly no doubt.While she appreciated your blogger for being there for her and taking time to listen to her, it was clear only a few people have actually made her feel any better. Knowing that I’m a serial collector of music, she asked whether I’ve some cool rock tracks to keep her going and of cause I channeled them to her later that evening. Her story emphatically enhanced my long held belief that relationships, marriages and such are pure waste of time and source of trauma.I realized that no matter how long it has taken since their relationship ended, she feels a sense of loss and a blow to her ego when they she sees photos of her former boyfriend smiling alongside that filly with whom she was replaced with. Indeed her reasons for the pain are many especially her wounded ego. Recalling her past together is another.Thinking about all the things she shared doesn’t matter anymore, she was replaced. This article first appeared here 

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