Yesterday I wrote a chapter in my book titled, "Playing Games with my Heart", and as I wrote that chapter I realized how lost I was or caught up (you choose). That chapter talks about how my ex-boyfriend played a really cruel joke on me, not caring about my feelings, only his feelings and regardless of how much it hurt me, I was still able to forget about it and fall back into our normal routine.
Have you ever just sat back and thought about how you got played? Haha, I can laugh at it now, but back then all I could do was cry. Have you ever been in a situation, knowing you would be better off elsewhere, but you kept holding onto the "what ifs"? As I wrote that chapter, most of those emotions and thoughts came back to me, but I continued typing, all the while thinking to myself how silly I was to be ok with such a cruel, heartless joke (to him).
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