Have you ever had a secret crush? Not the kind you have as a pimply faced teen in love with the captain of the football team. Those kinds of crushes are considered cute, a requisite part of adolescence even.
I’m talking about the chills on the back of your neck when you talk to your best friend’s husband. The way your heart races when you’re near one of your co-workers, your professor or even “gasp” your priest! These feelings that we try to turn off, bury or hide but ultimately cannot deny have the potential to end marriages, hurt feelings and devastate friendships.
No, these crushes are anything but cute.
What do you do when your heart is trying to lead you in a direction you cannot follow? Or is it all in our heads? I think I’m in love, therefore I am. (Translation = If I wanted to get over it, I could.)
What do you think? Are we victims of our own emotions or perpetrators of our own pain? Or do you think everything happens for a reason and we're all just victims of fate?
I have no answers, only questions. The only thing I know for sure is that fate is a bitch sometimes.
And I really want to slap her.