What people say and what people do is too often really different things. They say they'll be there and then they can't even be arsed to call you back. So you don't really know where you have them.
My problem is that I don't understand people, I don't remember my own history and that I'm chicken.
That old wounds can hurt so much. I talked to H the other day, about him and S. He said that he wished that this whole year that has passed wouldn't have happened and it chocked me a bit, thinking that the nice things in their relationship and the things he has learned was greater than the pain. But it wasn't. And some days I agree with him.
The fun thing is that this 'new' thing I'm in has been so smooth and painless that for just that reason I didn't think it was real. It was just so smooth and... It just worked from the beginning and at times I almost thinks it's boring just because of it. Damaged goods? Me? Aren't we all?
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