February 7, 2008: Adventures in Codependency
I scanned in an older journal today from my early high school years, and I was terrified to see just how lovesick and desperately codependent I was. All those annoying pop lovesongs had lulled me into thinking romance would solve all my problems.
(As opposed to make them worse.)
One of the pages included this artistic gem:
Apparently, one of the girls I liked (and who, in my own defense, also liked me) had an angry ex-boyfriend to deal with.
I won't even quote the poetry, much of which has the scansion of the limerick, I'm sorry to say.
Ugh. Thank goodness my heart has hardened into a black cinder to avoid all of that emotional embarrassment.
