May 23, 2008

I wrote my first ‘Dear John’ letter today.

All week a weight was bearing down on me, impending doom. I was waiting on death row for the inevitable end or the slim chance of pardon. Been there done that and not too long ago. I thought I would surely die but somehow I made it through, not unscathed but walking wounded. As soon as Brody said something wasn’t feeling right, I knew that was the beginning of the end.

I had a choice to make: either wait for Brody to decide or take matters into my own hands. I chose to take back control and end the relationship before it ended me. I didn’t want to let a man decide my emotional fate yet again. I thought it would feel good.  All I feel is sadness.

Did I make a mistake?

Oh, Brody! I want you back already.

Just me…Marissa