The Axiomatic Musings of a Teen who needs to stop hitting herself.

Just about a year ago (361 days, precicely) I got an email from a friend who was having a mental breakdown. This girl that had broken his heart was suddenly IMing him saying she missed him, and even though he swore he'd never go back to her, he was so confused and unsure. The next morning I went into school, walked up to him (and we rarely talked in person before), picked up his arm and whacked it against his stomach, saying, 'Stop hitting yourself! Stop hitting yourself! Stop hitting yourself!...point made?' and he laughed and said yes. Now I sort of feel like I need someone to do that to me.

It's ironic, though, that situation was basically the start of the most wonderful, confusing, heartbreaking, true, deep, loving, sacrificing, thrilling beautiful disaster of a relationship I've ever experienced. A relationship I do happen to still be in.

Shit went down. I'm not supposed to be telling people more than that although you probably can guess. Ash never touched the other girl (besides hugs), i'd like to at least make that clear. Nevertheless, the offence was enough that I went to his house today intending to end it. But, we talked it out and after much crying and promising and apologizing, I forgave him. It'll take a while to earn back the trust he broke but he's working on it, for us. And I think the mere fact he's doing that is enough reassurance I'm doing the right thing.

Am I an idiot? Naive? Pathetic? Maybe. But I also do need to learn to have a little faith in people sometimes. Ash loves me, and he's going to prove that, so we'll see how it goes. Fingers crossed for luck. I'll keep you guys posted <3.

♪: "You Got Nothin' On Me" by Demi Lovato
♫: "Here We Go Again" by Demi Lovato

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