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NaBloPoMo: Do Not Become One With Crazy!

He has come crawling back to you once again. He is filled with remorse...just like always. Still, you stand there readily accepting this round of apologies. You feel optimistic that this time around things will be different. You will no longer have to root through his phone searching for evidence of other women. He has promised to be honest and forthright.

But, he is lying to you. Both of you know it. You are a mere temporary shelter for his restless heart. You will have a much better chance of surviving this reconciliation if you succumb to the fact that he lacks the ability to love anyone.

Yet, this time whenever he fires up his habitual campaign of disrespect and rejection, something inside of you will snap. You will see all of the years that allowed him to treat you like a relationship truckstop of sorts. During those lonely nights when he is "working late", Crazy will beckon you to join it. It will project images into your mind of all his broken promises and lies.

"Join me and I will help you get justice. He will no longer have the power to hurt you. Just take my hand and the pain will all go away."

Tempting offer, right?

Until, you consider that joining forces with Crazy is sure to mean jail time for you, alienation of friends and family, and a rapid degeneration of your soul. Perhaps, that is a small price to pay in the world of on-again, off-again relationships.


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