spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
In a worst case scenario, he leaves me. Not just because he’s simply done, but because I wasn’t enough and he found someone else who meets the needs I can’t cover. The distance between us is just too great a gap to span.
In a worst case scenario, he isn’t able to overcome my eccentricities and personal faults. I’m not able to rise above my own dark thoughts, and, letting them consume me, he leaves me to them.
In a worst case scenario, my sexual appetite is either too little or perhaps too much for him. He gets tired of playing rough or maybe I’m not willing to go that far. In either case, I’m not meeting his desires and his eyes and mind look elsewhere for satisfaction.
In a worst case scenario, he realizes I’m not as special as he once thought. I’m no different than the next chick out there, and perhaps she’s even better. My thoughts aren’t that deep or my heart isn’t as soft as he once believed.
In a worst case scenario, I’m alone. No one sees me for me. They look right through me as though I were invisible. I go to my grave utterly forgotten, and in fact my passing goes completely unnoticed.
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…. but there’s also the “best case scenario “… 🤗
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I’m not entirely sure of my best case scenario is other people’s best case scenario. Certainly I have dreams and ideas but they are fanciful and truly I should release them to the heavens where they belong.
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… you make me (indiscreetly ?) curious there… follow your guts… pursue or let go…
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It means I love someone who can’t (or doesn’t) love me back and I should release that fantasy rather than hold on in false hope. I’d love to pursue but it’s not my right or place to do so.
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I see…. hmmm…. letting go of false hope really seems the only option there.., but certainly not the easy one as you sound attached emotionally…. do it by little steps… I was in a kind of that situation and it was helpful to me… 🤗
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I see you think worse case scenario but shoot for the best case scenario. I know it’s easier said than done but you sound strong. If he leaves you, it’s his loss and a gain for another man. As you think he’ll be happier. Who says you wouldn’t either. Great post. I feel you.
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Writing out my worst case scenario is also a form of therapy. I can tend to slide into dark oblivion pretty easily and facing my dark fears helps me conquer. I actually wrote this quite some time ago so it’s not a current issue for me but it’s a good reminder for me to face myself head-on. Thanks for reading!
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I hear you. Some of my best post are written in bad times and I save them for later.
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In the worst case scenario, he left you, and he did you a good deed, without you even maybe knowing. The worst case scenario is that you’ll be alone for a while, in pain, and soon enough you’ll find a good man. Then that will make it the best case scenario, maybe. Cheer up. 😊💜
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Your beautiful optimism makes me smile. Thanks for sharing.
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Very sad scenario really
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It appeared the scariest of things to do. Ask. She feared the response.
But despite everything, she knew that it had to be done. Worst case scenario was she’d get no answer and bet cut adrift. Best case would be her dreams come true.
The reality was it was neither of those scenarios. Sure she’d been given an answer, and it wasn’t what she wanted to hear, but at the end of the day she gained nothing, but lost nothing either.
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I love it when my writing inspires you to write. I always feel so honored.
I did ask, yes, and it wasn’t what I wanted to hear, no. And I’m not entirely sure how or if my heart will ever recover.
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In my world, I plan for the worst and hope for the best. It’s the hope that keeps us alive and makes our hearts beat fast. Still, we must weigh out the worst and best case scenarios and find a way to be comfortable however they turn out.
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Insecurities are poison, and I’m sad that so many of us can relate. Hang in there.
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This isn’t a current issue for me, as I wrote this some time ago. But I do deal with insecurities by the bucketload. Thank you for reading ☺️
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