I’ve been thinking about my options today.
My options seem extensive but they all seem to lack meaning. I can’t see the point in any of them.
I have to have a plan by Christmas
A = Stay on this little island and watch him get remarried.
B = Move back to my home town – where his family live. Watch him come home to visit. See the school we met in. My heart being clawed out at every corner.
C = little Bro’s choice is for me to move to London.
D = Put a pin in a map – move there.
E = Go traveling.
F = Travel to the moon and set up camp!
F’s winning out at the moment!
If I could have any wish I would have my mind wiped of any memory of him. I would have the pain, the hurt all wiped out of my head.
I wish I had never met him.