The more things change...

Usually when on Instagram, I scroll by the posts with words because a lot of it is common sense being posted for likes. But one day, a fellow WY Dolphin by the name of Jarquetta posted the pic above and it really hit me. Because I was torn, at the time, as a result of jumping back in a situation with someone I had no business dealing with again. But I did.

Because we're 10 years older.

Because there was an apology.

Because I saw changes.

So after a couple months of courting, I gave in. The wall that was up finally came down and I was happy.

Then...I wasn't happy. I was mentally drained. Things really didn't change. I asked what was going on. I was told it was nothing...but my gut said otherwise.

And then I came across the pic above.

After a lot of thinking and crying, I decided I had to let that situation go. And regardless of how much others liked him for me, or the fact that I'm going to be 32 with nobody with whom I could settle down...I made the right decision for me. And there isn't an ounce of hesitation in me as I type this.

I made the right decision for me.

But, there is this feeling of hurt. Because I put up a fight for us. I communicated. I was an open book. I was patient. It wasn't until after I stated that I couldn't be with him anymore that he communicated his feelings; that he answered questions that I had been asking.

Too late.

I'm not going back to that situation again.

The wall is back up.

Damn, that was quick.

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