Pieces of the puzzle

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

Finding out who you are is the fun part....

All her life she was looking for someone to save her. Each time she met a man she was even remotely attracted to she decided he would be the one who would save her. The attraction she felt was in the way he looked at her, it didn’t have much to do with her feelings about him. What mattered was the vibe she got when their eyes met. If she thought she saw the slightest hint of attraction in his eyes her fantasies would be sent into overdrive. Often times when she acted on the attraction she found she had misread the signals and was routinely disappointed by the men in her life. No one had saved her.

She was crushed, but as she took stock of her encounters she began to understand that each person in her life had provided her with something that had improved her life. Each one had provided a life lesson, helped her with personal growth, taught her something or helped her deal with a life changing choice or experience.

Was it possible that the attraction she felt in way they looked at her was that they saw something in her that she desperately needed to see in her self? Being around these men helped her find pieces of the puzzle that was her. It was up to her to put the pieces together.


Submitted: September 04, 2009

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MercurialxLycan Jenalie Stanson

Sounds like me, desperate at times. But finding out the truth sometimes is the best thing for you. I liked this a lot. Please read some of my stuff sometime and I'll rtf...thanks

Fri, September 4th, 2009 6:43pm

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