NO one encourages the Other Woman to cling to her fantasies of someday running away with The Husband (who is really the Ex-Husband). NO one encourages her to sit by the phone, and waste her life away patiently waiting.
Ask anyone in the "Other Woman" position, and it seems as if there is a forever hold on life, and we are stuck waiting. WAiting. WAiting. And waiting.
Rumination is high lately, which means my brain itself is on hold. Whatever space is up there freed from homework is focused on MOrpheus. When will he call? What can we say?
NOrmally it's not this bad, but seeing him downtown shook loose old feelings and memories.
Even the last therapist admitted that so much of my life had been bad, he was one of the good pieces. Who wouldn't ruminate about someone who brought you good feelings once you were with him? EVen if those times were few and far between?
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