Perhaps I obsess about other people's past and ex-relationships so much because I can't let my own experiences go. Not in an, "oh I only ever loved you and now I can't have you" way (for both people and experiences). Just in an inexplicable, "there is loss here and it's not a bad kind of loss but I feel it so acutely," kind of way. And for that reason I think I grieve for people's pasts more than they do sometimes. Simply because I could never imagine myself recovering from a similar incident. I'm not too good with letting go.
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