Rebound or not..

Sex is going to happen. What a wonderful thing to start off with, isn't it? These past couple weeks have been focused on school, friends, and Desperate Housewives. With the summer turning into fall, and fall turning into winter, I almost forgot to think for myself. There's a lot to update about, and yesterday I didn't realize how stressed I was until I had a first time ever migraine. But things have gotten better, and I'm recovering from learning a lesson that I should've learned after Daniel and I had departed.

I was talking to a guy that said all the right things, and encouraged me to get attached. I didn't want to, seeing how I was so easily fooled last time. But I did anyway, taking a risk and jumping. I remember in the beginning I told him that only I could make myself happy, and that my break up wouldn't keep me from falling in love again. I'll get a couple heartbreaks, fall in love a couple more times, live a life that I shouldn't be afraid to live.

In a nutshell, me and the guy didn't work out. And then it dawned on me that I never used the lesson I learned before, on the person I had now. But do I regret everything? No, I don't. It's hard breaking a habit, and that habit is trust. But why is it so bad to break a habit? To break trust, to take advantage of someones emotions and availability to do something? I wish we had a revolution, the Love revolution.