So I was making emotional progress. But I wasn't as perfect or well-adjusted as one might think. Let's face it, my EX and I were most definitely soul mates but that didn't necessarily mean we should've jumped the broom. But we did. And we did promise one another the respect of fidelity along with open and honest communication at all times. Nevertheless, he betrayed me with a drunken one-night-stand and kept it a secret.
So, there we were; the 3 of us reunited (me, Brooklyn & my EX). But everything was different. It felt as if the four walls of resentment, anger, hurt and sadness were closing in on me. I felt isolated, claustrophobic and completely detached from the man that used to “complete” me. I wished for the power of teleportation but was forced to squeeze through the maze of emotions built by accusations, blame and fault-finding.
