
Last night Jen and I got into a fight. It all started because I noticed that she was acting a little weird. Naturally I asked what was going on. She started to tell me about how she’s starting to feel out of place around here. The girls that she manages at work all act like they are so carefree and that they have nothing to loose. They all go out and party all the time and come back with stories of it all on Monday. When she asked how old they were she found that they were all older than her, ages 27 – 32.
“I’m afraid of getting older”, she said to me. I talked to her about how some of these girls are not in the same place as she is right now. They don’t have ambition or drive to do anything more that what they are doing at this moment. She agreed and we talked more about this. I could still tell something was wrong but she was not giving it up.
Finally she said that she does not know why I’m with her. She doesn’t know why I love her.
“Sometimes I need to know why Jay.”
It’s funny she said that because I had just bought her flowers and a card that said it all. This hurt me, that she would not believe that I love her. I asked her again……”Do you believe I love you?”
She had nothing to say.
I kinda lost it, how could she honestly think that I was just keeping her around for the hell of it? I explained to her that I have given up a lot to show her that I love her. I got rid of my safety net of Mandarins’ memories. I used to keep pics of her all the time so that I would know what it was like to be hurt and to never let myself get to that place again. I explained to her how hard it was to give up my personal pledge to never trust another again. I explained to her how hard it was for me to admit I was in love with her or anyone after Mandarin.
“You seem to have forgotten all the shit I have been through and, how hard it was for me to give my heart to you.”
She put her face down into her hands and started crying.
She forgot.
I took a little break from the moment to calm myself down. Went outside to have a cig. She still had her face covered. I went to her and apologized for yelling at her.
“You didn’t yell at me.”
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”
“I’m so fucking afraid of you!”
She explained that she was very much in love with me and that she could see herself being married to me. I didn’t want this to go on anymore so, I told her all is forgiven but just to not question my love for her. If there is something wrong with her and I, I would say something about it.
She told me before that when she has time to be alone that she thinks way too much about negative things. Situations like this, thinking about why I’m with her then coming up with negative sceneros to play in her mind ultimately upsetting herself.
- Clive Law