Thursday, August 6, 2015


I should have known that it would turn out this way.  I do not know why I keep trying, because every time Philip rejects me I feel bad about myself.  Makes me want to dive face first into a gallon of ice cream.

We don't even talk anymore.  Well, we do, but it's usually about work or Derek.  Nothing about us.  Right now, I don't remember what I saw in him to make me want to get married.  Maybe I just wanted to be settled down with a family.  I was twenty-four, and he bought me flowers and gifts all the time, and I thought that he was romantic.  I had no other prospects, and I overlooked my reservations.  

Maybe I'm just frustrated about another seduction gone to hell.

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