tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13705801840325195142011-08-29T04:12:12.796-07:00Did I Say That Out Loud?http://www.blogger.com/profile/05156332325272490391noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370580184032519514.post-50392768668476784982010-12-01T07:15:00.000-08:002010-12-01T07:15:02.553-08:00<span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">F</span>or all intent and purpose, a break up should be a time to set goals. Reflect on the past, learn from your mistakes, and plan for the future.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><br />But the reality of a break up is much more sinister. You become a one woman crime spree...stalking, mail fraud, terroristic threats, and trespassing. Why? Why do we risk possible arrest to intrude on the lives of men that don't want us?<br /><br />I have been guilty of this more times than I care to remember.&nbsp; I have wasted countless hours on stake outs.&nbsp; Much like an 80's cop buddy&nbsp;movie; coffee, ciggs, banana in the tailpipe. Watching, waiting....for what? <br /><br />Well...to get that feeling back. To belong, to feel special, to be coupled. To...not be alone. We endure being ignored, being cheated on, being taken for granted, and feeling alone...all to NOT be alone.<br /><br />We woman are masochist aren't we?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1370580184032519514-5039276866847678498?l=theblogomatic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Did I Say That Out Loud?http://www.blogger.com/profile/05156332325272490391noreply@blogger.com0