While I was growing up I loved to keep a journal. I would write in it every so often. Today the plan was to post an excerpt or two out of one of the journals. I was looking through it trying to decide what to post and it is almost too embarrassing. It is unreal that I took myself so seriously. I fell in and out of love several times a month. I just have to laugh. It is good that I have these journals so when my girls act like this I can remind myself how I went through it too.
Here we go.
May 2, 1991
Well now I know that I am in love! Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Jason* and I talked and we decided that on May 1 our relationship began. I mean it really began way back in December when we both liked each other, or it could’ve began when I told him how I felt in April or now! So we decided on it being now! It’s been a whole two days!!
He is the best thing that has ever happened to me! He makes me feel so good about myself! He just builds up my confidence and when I’m with him I feel like I could do absolutely anything! I will remember him for as long as I live! Right now he is in (a certain place) for (a certain school thing). I miss him so much! I’ll manage to survive somehow. I don’t know what I am going to do when he goes to college. Probably die! I just hope that he doesn’t forget all about me! There is no way I could ever forget him, because I love him too much for that! I hope that we’ll be together for a very long time! But I guess time will tell.
Be honest now, did you laugh out loud? I did.
Oh it gets better. 26 days later I wrote that my parents found out about our relationship (since I wasn’t allowed to date or even have a boyfriend) and we had to break up. I must not have been too broken up about it because at the bottom of that entry I wrote,
Oh! By the way, in case you were wondering Matt* is one hunk-o-man! I know! Gotta control those hormones.
If this is how I was, what kind of crazy will my girls give to me!?
*the poor innocent boys names have been changed for their protection.*