I Knew Better. And Yet... (A Confession)
This isn't a Dear Diary thing. It's more of... well, I'd like to share something for a moment. I was unsure about sharing it, but I know how you, my dear reader, love the tea from someone's life. And if it's about Yours Truly, you are more interested than ever. Don't deny it! The numbers speak. Come on, I'm not judging you. I know you're intrigued. So without any further adieu, let me start. Last year end, I got a little hasty with myself and finally decided to jump into the dating pool. I expected a different experience than I had in my 20s and I did come across someone. Things moved quickly between us. Our conversations became part of my routine before I even noticed. We smiled, flirted, laughed, shared, argued, consoled, patched up, and spoke endlessly. I finally felt like the woman I was supposed to be . I felt safe in the comfort of his voice. And all that without even meeting! I felt like I belonged and that maybe, just maybe, this was it. Boy, w...
