Because I am a queen of overthinking... I just decided that this first heartbreak was actually a joint operation conducted by both my ex husband AND my former liver (tee hee). This is why it was so very profound. It took many years to heal.
I never fell helplessly in love with anyone until a year ago. (*whispers* That’s 20 freakin years!!!)
Anyway... I have loved guys ... got married again (and divorced again!). I had my two year open relationship with a switch ... whom I still adore to this day. I also was involved with a narcissistic dom (it's lower case on purpose!) for 3 years ... I have a “Shit Pie” story I will post at a later time involving him. None of these romances ever amounted to the depth of passion and emotion I had for liver-man (Screw you, autocorrect!!).
So now, I find myself healing... the best I can. I almost feel silly because it was entirely online. I don’t even know if I’ve wrapped my head around this one enough to talk about it with any kind of aplomb at the moment but... it just brought up all this old stuff that I’ve already shared.... So maybe when my mind is not racing .. I’ll share this as a separate issue... seeing as how my initial point has already been made.
Thank you for taking the time to read.
