Little story, that I thought was important to share today. I actually have this situation in my book as a chapter. But here is the high-level synopsis.
There was a time before when I met this girl. She went to another school. My relationship with this girl was very interesting. It’s important to note that I went through great lengths to be around this girl. I would road trip on weekdays to her school just to talk to her face to face. I would pay for her to get to me in college. I would do just about anything. And for someone who hated being on the phone, I would talk to her for hours. I really am an in-person type of guy, so to always be on the phone with this girl was like… I must have been bit by a serious cupid love bug.
She lived in Chicago and I knew that once she went home and I went home that I would start to commence on a relationship of actually trying to be with this girl. And I would do any and everything to see her as soon as possible. I hated the fact that someone had that type of control over me. So I was sitting in my crib one day and I picked up my phone and I just deleted her number. I freaked out because I really really liked a person. And that feeling really bothered me, caused me to act irrational. I didn’t want someone to have that type of control over me. To be honest, I saw myself falling in love with this girl, and couldn’t see any type of foreseeable end except in marriage.
From time to time, I think about that girl. And up until recently I never regretted that decision.
This blog will make sense in the future. Right now, I just needed to get the story off my chest.