PAM
As soon as he leaves, I fall to the floor in a sobbing heap. That is one of the worst things I have ever had to do. Telling him to go. Telling him it's not real love. I hurt him. I hurt my Georg and sent him away.
But I had to do it. Everything I said about my student loans and paying my mortgage - all of that was true and real, and I wasn't lying when I said I don't want someone else to take care of me. I have to establish myself on my own terms. I don't know another way to be.
I'm so angry at myself. For allowing myself to cross a professional boundary. For losing myself in this man. I've never let things go so far before. Why did I do it this time?
Because this time was different.
This time you fell in love.