It's all an Act

I always thought friendships and relationships were supposed to last forever. Isn't that how it works in the movies? The main characters fall in love, and everything ends happily ever after. But real life isn't a fairy tale. Friends let you down, and relationships fall apart-usually because of your own mistakes.

I found myself caught in a downward spiral, but I managed to escape the fallout by moving to a new country. I told myself it was a fresh start, that I could leave the past behind. I put on a brave face, convinced it was enough to keep going. And for a while, it worked.

Then I met Fred. He was everything I wasn't-or maybe everything I was too scared to be. His honesty, his emotions, and the way he wasn't afraid to get close terrified me.

I've always been a creature of habit, and repeating old mistakes comes far too easily. Pretending and running away has always been my way out-but how long can you keep running before the act falls apart?