I like to think I’m cold and unfeeling. I keep to myself. I’m not mean, but I don’t attract admirers.
I’m OK with this persona I maintain, mostly at work. It keeps me safe and isolated. To be within my circle of trusted friends, you have to be patient.
And then the image, in two-minutes, is blown.
I made the mistake of talking about something dear to me at a staff meeting. I let down my guard and dropped the curtain to a part of me that I didn’t expect to show. It even surprised me.
In front of way too many people that I now have to work with.
The taboo subject I should’ve avoided?
Our sweet little Pipkin who left us after only a few months of living with us, but long enough to steal and own my heart. And now after four months, I still miss her as if she had always been with us.
“A pet- a heartbreak waiting to happen.”