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Oh, my goodness! That is so true! Scary true!
I do remember all those days of obsessive love affairs. I for one am glad that’s over, it was exhausting and it was impossible to focus when in the midst of a love affair like that. I can’t even fathom what went on between those two, very tragic.
Very. Oh to have been able to save us from ourselves…
strong theme in your post today. Sure gets your attention. Thank you for sharing your blog at the Thursday Favorite Things Blog Hop xo
I had a crazy boyfriend when I was young. Sometimes it’s hard to see such things when we’re hopeful and naive. Maybe she was.
Absolutely. But love blind was fatal for her. I had a violent husband, myself. I get it. But we need to see these things before it’s too late!
I have a difficult time wrapping my head around what really happened. If he hadn’t had a gun, she’d be alive. I just can’t get past that. Guns are evil.
Great thought provoking post. I remember an obsessive love. Thank goodness I recognized those signs and escaped.
To think we were cheering for this man in the Olympics.