Whirlwind of Emotion

Even though I'd been seeing someone, it's a fair thing to make note that much of my relationship with him has been couched in hope.

It's difficult when the one person you want to say, "Don't worry, everything's going to be all right... you'll see..." doesn't. Instead, they say an echo of someone else's words, ending with the wicked wrenching that occurs at the end of any dating situation.

If he's doing what he thinks is right... who am I to argue?

I'm sick of arguing. With him. It got to the point where I'd just listen, and no matter what I thought, what I felt, if he said I didn't, I'd go along with it... because I didn't want to get hurt. Because I was afraid that if I didn't, the spell would be broken, and I'd be back on earth again.

And then there was the letter from Jack Blue.

But someone needs to tell Jack Blue that he was wrong... wrong to give up on me, wrong to rip me to shreds on a weekly basis. I'm never going to give anyone the chance to do that to me again. Because as much as I love- loved- Drac, I never feared him until just before he ended it the first time. I never feared that wicked temper would be turned on me until then.

So now, when I recieved the wrathful vengance in the letter, it reminds me exactly why we're over... because although he swore up and down that he did at the time- he failed to trust me, even though I trusted him. I believed that he would forgive me. He didn't. So when the barbs began, it became a farce of a relationship that eventually became a distorted mirror of what we were...

So I broke his spell on the 24th.

He broke mine months before.

Now we're even.

Isn't that what he wanted?