Backwards
I found myself becoming a little destructive and so I decided to sit and meditate and reminisce about the last time I got into destructive mode. February 2003--I knew Mister was attracted to me and I was frustrated about being alone and sexually frustrated because I hadn't been with anyone in a while. So I asked him out. We went to see my brothers play in a band recital and then to eat at Steak N Shake. I wore a black dress because I knew he'd like it. Of course he mentioned that to me. The entire night I flirted. As the night went on and the date ended, I called him and I confessed that I just wanted to sleep with him. I was stressed and needed some healing. He was definitely what the doctor ordered, but I let it go on and on and instead of keeping it physical, I allowed myself to become so attached to him and that relationship took me on the rollar coaster ride of a lifetime. So I was sitting thinking about that last night and willing myself to not go that route again. I kept telling myself to keep a level head and to stay faithful because if I don't I know I'm going to mess something up.
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