Perhaps I was in this instance.
I had already read her six months ago and yet continued thinking my future with her was my destiny. Why I don’t know but it was a Deja vu like experience. It was as if I had to go through this with her because I had felt it was meant to be. Like a moth to the flame I succumbed. I got a singe but not a full burn. Lucky.
Effectively four times I broke it off in the last week.
Enough was enough but my weakness for her kept bringing me back. You try and break off with a beautiful woman who reinforces herself in your mind by sending pics of her body daily.
I think I did well. I haven’t mentioned her name to my friends today which is a good thing.
Now I just have to stop posting about her here.