What seemed like a gift sent straight from the heavens to most people was a curse in my book.
Many have told me I'm a strong person, who easily forgives and moves forward with her head held high, not letting anything get in her way and not letting anything get her down.
However, that is just what I want them to think. Manipulating people to think something completely different is too easy most of the time. And when it's your own friends, why wouldn't they believe you?
Yes, I will admit, the break-up for me went a lot....smoother, then I had expected. There was no big bang at the end, no large fight to send it off. When it was really done and over with, there was only me and there was only him. No us.
Now, for the cursed side of me to take hold. Did I cry in front of my parents when I told them? No. Did I cry in front of my friends when they found out? No. Did I rant to people who I would never