To those damn butterflies. They lie. All that excitement and the awesomely addictive flappy feelings…it’s a trap!
I fell fast and hard for Roger. I resisted.
I was bowled over. Swept off my feet. I had never even had sex with anyone before, thinking I was smart. Selective. They needed to be ABSOLUTELY amazing. Trustworthy.
I needed to be madly in love, and madly loved. I needed to be 100% certain that this man would never, never, never hurt me.
I moved in with him after knowing him just five weeks! FFS.
I don’t move in for fun. Moving in together is my marriage. I was never going to marry, I’d decided that after seeing my mother’s utter and complete heartbreak at the end of my parents’ marriage.
Drown those fluttery mothafuckas!
Drown them real good…