Maybe Your Socks Are Too Damn Tight

Love hurts. It stinks. I’m better off without it. Done. No more for me.

Sound like bitterness?

Maybe. But it could be survival.

Because the best way to remedy a situation that feels like drowning is to swim.

And surviving a breakup is like sinking into a black hole filled with water and swimming with all your might to reach the surface again.

But. Remember this:

You simply cannot mourn the loss of something you never had.

So before you ruin your pillowcase with mascara stains, think about it rationally.

If it was true love you experienced, the object of your affection would have showered you with roses and champagne instead of making a delivery of whatever to someone else.

As soon as you come to grips with that fact, your sadness will change to anger.

But, beware.

Prison is not worth it.

In a matter of time, your anger will change to cynical indifference.

And the way to get to that point is with humor.

As with everything else, laughter can help even the saddest of hearts.

Consider the story a friend of mine told me about her recent break-up.

Her ex told her that he was “looking for a woman to knock his socks off and that it just didn’t happen with her.”

She said she felt like a knife had pierced her heart instead of Cupid’s arrow. But she tried to maintain her composure, stood up, stared him squarely in the eyes and answered: “Then maybe she shouldn’t wear your socks so damn tight.”

If someone can’t see your worth, kick ’em to the curb. That’s their problem. Not yours.

Because if it’s true love, it’s there no matter what.

And that means when the socks are on and off.



About Pam Avery Printed

I graduated from the University of Georgia in 1972 with a major in journalism (public relations) and a minor in business (marketing). My experience for the last 40 years includes working in the corporate world (banking), the newspaper industry (advertising design and sales), owning and selling a restaurant, restoring and utilizing several old buildings on the property, teaching private dance and drama lessons for 20 years, free-lance writing for a national textile firm, publishing two children’s books, and ghost writing a book. My last tour of duty before beginning the current chapter was working as a reporter, photographer, and columnist for five weekly community newspapers. And now I writing at Columbus State University in Columbus Ga. I consider myself very fortunate--I get to be around intelligent, energetic and enthusiastic young people. What a joy. I believe the written word is one of the most powerful tools known to humankind. And now we have the ability to reach millions with a simple click of the mouse. Wow.
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2 Responses to Maybe Your Socks Are Too Damn Tight

  1. Franes Reeves says:

    Wonderful insight – and such beauty in the expression of words and thoughts.

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