New Year’s Eve 2009 found me sprawled across my bed and sobbing.
I experienced been hoping against a cure for a romantic new year’s invite from my buddy Shea, who I’d been crushing on since university. We had invested the whole afternoon chilling out and chatting that he felt the same way about me with him at the bar where he worked, thinking maybe, just maybe, this would be the day he revealed.
Thus I spent the evening alone, crying, and wrestling yet again utilizing the heartbreak to be rejected by a person who liked me – a whole lot – although not just how i needed them to. Continue lendo