We have all been there, that glorious part of a break-up where all the effects of oxytocin have worn off and the fantasy bubble finally burst.
It is like the sun bursting through the clouds after a storm, warm welcoming rays of light with iridescent rainbows in the background.
The moment we realize we are finally free and no longer a slave to the imagination inside of our hearts.
I finally got there. I finally got over Jackson!!!! And all I can say to myself is, ” What the heck was I thinking”?
As as you travel through life you will discover that people who you thought were real, really weren’t…that they were fakes and phonies and the only thing that made them into real people was your belief in them…what you thought was the good in them and it turns out the good was only in your mind?
You see I thought Jackson was this great guy in the beginning, that I had seen his heart and maybe to some people he does have a heart (to be fair) but where I was concerned it was more like heart-less.
At first I was hurt. I wanted to believe the three, count them three psychics that had said that he would be back.
And then I got angry.
I have gotten past the anger and now I am simply at, what was I thinking?
I think that there is a disconnect between the heart and brain when you think you care for someone based on imaginary factors.
I don’t know if guys do this but women certainly do. We plan out a whole future based on a few dates, a few possibilities.
It is the imagination and heart run amuck. The beauty of it is that this is a temporary condition, somewhat akin to temporary transient amnesia where one temporarily loses one’s mind in which all you can remember is nothingness.
And when you come out of that black void you ask yourself, what was I thinking? That is when you know you have been cured and your heart now displays a vacant sign.