catize -> Deja-BOO (8/20/2008 3:13:31 PM)
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I don’t often talk about my first year in the ‘lifestyle’ because it was an experience that exemplified HOW to do it ALL Wrong. Granted, as a mature adult I hold myself accountable for parts of it. But his thrills took precedence over my safety. The finale came when I tried to discuss it and he wouldn’t even acknowledge that what he demanded was dangerous. End of story, or so I thought. Fast forward 5 years….this man called me a few weeks ago. So here was his voice on the phone and I didn’t hang up. Why? To my amazement, I felt a tug, a pull, a hope that we could reconnect. I was surprised at my reaction; it scared me because he scares me. No matter the bad feelings about that episode in my life, it was a year-long bungee jump, an adrenaline rush where luck was the only factor in my survival. We talked for over an hour and it became clear that he hasn’t changed…..but I have. He’s called several times since but I let t go to voice mail and I did not call back. A wise friend once told me that the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. That friend was correct; so far there have been no more calls. Am I crazy that I felt that pull, that longing? Is my confusion because I was addicted to him or was I addicted to the highs (which sometimes makes me forget the lows.) Does anyone else have someone in their past who is all wrong but you still are attracted?
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