Stolen Credit Card
We went to Quisapincha yesterday on the bike. I am still figuring out my pains so I felt slow and unmotivated, but we finished and it was 7 hours of riding and 3 hours return so it was a long day. I connected with Fer, which was good. Maybe she can be a new friend. Then, Justin called and I called him back when I got home. Maybe I shouldn't have. But I did, and it was fine. We talked like friends. I was able to share what was bothering me about him maybe lying. He said it wasn't true so I will just believe that. I don't have feelings for him. I don't think I ever did. I think I just liked the idea of him, and wanted it to work. But, Kat was right. he was bringing me down. Last night I had a dream he was stealing from me. He tried to steal my credit card from Banco Guayaquil and I knew he was doing it. I went to the bank and they described him and showed me the camera for identification and that they didn't give him anything. I cried and they consoled me. Maybe he is draining my energy? That's what Kat said. He did take from me. My emotional energy snd time. But, I wanted that. I think I still don't trust that he didn't lie to me though. I suddenly don't trust him. Maybe I dodged a bullet. Maybe he's not the man I thought he was.
I'm grateful for..
- A good ride with nice people yesterday and staying safe
- Getting myself out there again
- My health....physically, mentally, and emotionally
- Elizabeth
- Having good friends in my life
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