I remember my first failed relationship. I was in junior high and
enamored with a girl one year my senior. One day I mustered up the
courage to approach her and asked if she would be my girlfriend. Though
we hardly knew each other, she said yes.
No one should be surprised that the relationship ended shortly
thereafter. Nevertheless, my depraved 14-year-old mind and heart thought
that I was in love, and when we broke up, it hurt.
I cringe at the memories of singing love songs (think Usher in 2001) while sobbing in my room, wondering why it had to end.
Frankly, it was pathetic.
Good, Bad, and Bitter Breakups
Shake your head if you must, but many of us have endured similar
experiences in our adult years. Accruing countless breakups before
marriage has become the norm. Continue at Phillip Holmes
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