A wise person once repeated, without knowledge of who originally said it:
"The definition of insanity is repeating the same action and expecting different results."
That has been the theme of my life for as long as I can remember...with my job choices, schooling, friendships and especially relationships.
Oh relationships, how do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways. People claim to be horrible at relationships, usually said with a smirk and a self-depracating shrug of their shoulders. Not only am I making that claim, but I can back it up with some cold hard dysfunctional facts.
I'm not going to back it up here, however...this is the place I'm coming to exorcise those insane demons. In an effort to prevent myself from calling (read: harassing) my ex-boyfriend; I thought I would harass the World Wide InterWebz instead. I used to look down on people who aired their problems online. It seemed like a new form of cyber masturbation, and yet here I am.
As my heart heals from yet another dose of Indiana Jones-style KALIMAH! I'm sure I will deviate from the topic of broken hearts, "why me's," and the actual definition of stalking. Until then I look forward to finding an alternative to pining over my ex-boyfriend.
Enjoy
