I met up with m every day on sloane square station. He went to his office and I to mine. All day I couldnt focus on my work but thought endlessly of how it would be when we met later. It was impossible to keep from wanting to be with him all the time. The first time we met we spoke of turtles being washed upon the beach and how he was going to rescue them. Turn them over on their fronts when they had been washed up from the waves and return them to the source . I was in awe of him. He seemed so enigmatic and romantic, I believed he would rescue me from all my insecurities and show me how to be. We went to meet his parents outside London. I noticed that his dad was a heavy drinker but didnt take too much notice at the time. Then more and more I noticed how he also drank steadily and often got very drunk. After we met we were both 21 and he had a big party which I wasnt invited to. I saw him afterwards and heard how he had become leg less and unconscious. It didnt alert me to anything in particular , in fact I wanted to look after him and make sure he was always ok. But every time we went out together he got drunk and disappeared. Often Id lose him all together and he would be found in a room somewhere with a girl . Snogging and stuff. I began to see that his behaviour was causing me to want to fix him and control him. When I tried tho I was always attacked for being boring. Things got worse and worse. He was rarely sober.
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 07:37:20 +0000
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