A Memory Of A Long Trip
I dated Josh in the summer of 2009. It was after the psychic predicted Erik’s death. He lived 4 hours away and he would be the last long distance bf I had because what was the point if Erik was going to kill himself? Anyway Josh and I are still at least very close friends and we talk everyday.
Tonight I remembered the long 4 hour drive back home with JP who was my best friend at the time. JP and I were attached at the hip. People thought we were dating but I never thought of him in that way. To me he was like an older brother I wish I had. I actually got to see him this summer when Rick and I visited home. I nearly cried.
I had put what the psychic said about Erik in the back of my mind. It wasn’t the breakup that hurt. It was the feeling of defeat and frustration over the need to find this guy who I knew wasn’t in Florida. Josh lived in Florida but I had to see if maybe My intuition was wrong.
It was humiliating but I cried the whole 4 hours back home. I remembered it while talking to Erik tonight. Not exactly sure what triggered it. We were just talking about forgiveness.