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Ever since I was a little girl, heart break was everywhere. It was in my home, my school, my family and my life. My dad skipped out when i was a baby. I dont even remember him, and when I was
growing up, despite my asking, my mom refused to elaborate on what happened, and why he left. Trey, my brother, doesnt help me much either. Treys only a year older than me, so he cant remeber
anything either, and unlike me, who gave up all hope after my 11th birthday, he still continues to try and find out what happened.
Its not like Im not greatful to my mother or any thing, but when you have two younge kids and you bring home a new man home every few weeks, it doesnt leave a very good impression on younge
children. Okay thats a lie. It didnt leave an impression on both me and Trey. Just me. I guess I never wanted to get hurt, like I know my mom did.
Seeing the way my mom handled my dad leaving made me VERY reluctant to let ANY man come close enough to hurt me. Where as for my "SAINT" of a brother, hes now INSISTANT on being true to any and
EVERY girl he dates. Though that doesnt stop him taking bets with me on how long moms new boyfriends gonna stick around for, before he skips out in the middle of the night and stops returning her
All of this in my past (and unfortunate present), have left an impression on the way i treat things. Its almost like Im the guy in the relationship-not in the I have a dick, or testosterone way,
coz i assure you I DEFFINATELY AM a GIRL, what i mean is that instead of stressing about a guys every action and trying to analyse everything they say and do like one of my best friends, Lizzie, I
just go with the flow, and usually Im the one to end the relationship before I can get to close. Yes I know its not healthy, which all my friends say, but I just dont want to risk it.
Im like this because my biggest fear, is the most irrational fear. The fear of a broken heart.
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