New ways to make me feel like shit.
Imagine taking a trip to somewhere new, that you never thought you'd ever go to, say the south. Have a ticket bought for you, in your name, in hopes that you'll go with to share one of the most special occurrences in ones life, as in a marriage. Now change your plans from a huge trip that week, say critical mass, to make room for this one. Anticipate this trip for months and months and months, because you know you're going to have a great time, and you're going with someone who you know is going to make it an even better time. The wedding, the family, the food, the cake, the whole experience you know is going to make it a super special time in your life.
Now imagine you found out today that the name was changed on your ticket weeks ago, when that person knew you were looking forward to it, without telling you.
That's about where I'm at right now.
"We're broken up. It's not that outlandish of an assumption that you didn't want to go." ...sweet now I feel better.
Now imagine you found out today that the name was changed on your ticket weeks ago, when that person knew you were looking forward to it, without telling you.
That's about where I'm at right now.
"We're broken up. It's not that outlandish of an assumption that you didn't want to go." ...sweet now I feel better.