” Thoughout our lives we’ll experience the joy of love, the heartbreak of loss and the wonderment of life.” Lovesleftovers
Lovesleftovers – I chose the name because I sometimes feel like I’ve ended up with someone’s leftover love. People who are lost, don’t know what they want or just looking to kill time are often drawn to me. I used to think it was random, but now I think maybe I draw these people to me. It’s a vibe I give off I guess. Maybe I was shitty to others in a past life. Karma is a bitch. It’s not so bad I guess. I usually learn a little something from each relationship I’ve had. What to do, what not to do, how not to hurt someone, how not to get hurt. I’ve decided that relationships are difficult and sometimes I think that they’re not worth the time and trouble. Wow…I’m getting too melancholy here. I’m more fun than that.
I try to see humor in everything. I think everyone has a story. Sometimes I think I’m the only one with problems then I listen to someone else’s troubles and I realize I’m not alone. It’s all part of life and as long as you learn a lesson from each experience and you don’t make the same mistakes over and over you’ll be okay. I think, at times, that I’m the only person who’s a product of a dysfunctional family and then I meet someone who tells me that, when she was 14, her mom moved without telling her and she had no place to live. Or I talk to a friend who tells me she grew up having to take care of her younger siblings because her mom was a heroine addict. Or someone’s mom had no money so she resorted to robbing convenience stores, got caught and is now in jail. Those are true stories people have told me. I’ve decided that everyone is dysfunctional in some way or another.
I don’t think true love exists. People say they’re in love and then they get married and end up hating each other. They’re still the same people as when they first met. Most adults are already set in their ways so what’s the surprise? People knew what they were getting into when they got married. What was quirky before marriage becomes a major issue soon after. No wonder why half of all marriages end in divorce. I’m sour on marriage. My parents have been married and divorced to each other 4 times. I don’t get it. My brother was married, divorced his wife, then remarried her. My other brother was married, divorced and then married someone else. I was married and my marriage ended. I was my ex’s second wife. Is it possible that divorce runs in families? Interesting question and maybe I’ll eventually do some research. ~lovesleftovers~
Wow, do I need to update this profile or what?! So much has happened since I wrote this back in 2007. And it all seems to fly in the face of what I’ve written here. Serves me right for being a know-it-all! I moved from Upstate New York to North Texas in 2009 after a messy breakup and near breakdown. Not fun times at all. I went on a leave of absence from my dead end job and eventually took a transfer. I met my future husband at work and got married in 2010. Just goes to show you that when you least expect it life comes up behind you and slaps you on the head 🙂
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