It took no more than about two and a half weeks for everything good I had going for me to fall apart after I left for Germany. This is a pattern in my life: give up everything important to me for the Army. I'm always gone, and when I'm gone I lose what I love most. And I'm tired of it. In fact, while I was in Germany I reached my breaking point. I hit my limit, and had a breakdown. I needed to come home.
So, here I am, back at my house in the States, single again, and trying to pick up the pieces of my once again fractured heart and broken life. I'm so tired of losing. I'm so ready to be free...
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aeroes:
Well, Jasmine couldn't handle the separation. I surmise from everything that it led to insecurity taking her over. Now she's "single" living with a "friend" who she is obviously sleeping with and has much more going on than friendship. All this after she tells me she wants us to be friends because she has a pattern of jumping into a new relationship as soon as one ends. However, this happened... RIGHT after breaking up with me. She's not labeling it a relationship. But... if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck.... well, it's a duck.
aeroes:
Simply put, @arroia, my life happened.