Misfortune [in both senses of the word]
I wish not to discuss at great length the events which have occured these past few days, mainly because I suspect that if I were to recall and describe what has transpired, I would succomb to the pain of the harsh reality of it all. I guess all I really can say, is that in retrospect, I can recognize events leading up to my ultimate downfall, and that if given the chance, I would stop at nothing to prevent myself from self-destrucion. So here is the facts, I will not delve into how this is effecting me emotionally, I don't think words can describe the feelings I am experiencing. Andrew broke up with me the night after having intercourse. I have missed my period. People who truly care, their feelings cannot dissappear overnight. We made a connection, and he didn't even give it a second thought when he cut it off. My heart feels like it is collapsing with pain and shame and regret and fear. Why do I still need this person, he obviously does not deserve to be a part of my life. ps. this is truly a case of misfortune, but i also had some in my toilet too