The Process

Day one

I think it's 7 in the morning.  I mean it looks like 7 sure does feel like 7 am.  Did I fall asleep or did I just happen to say awake the whole night and now yesterday and today are soo mashed up I can't remember  if I slept or not.  My eyes feel heavy so that's a clear indication that I haven't slept at all. How can I fall asleep when all I think about when I do is his beautiful eyes and that smile....  Damn that smile..

After what seems like an eternity  I make up my mind.  I am not leaving  this bed.  I am going to stay here and be miserable. And cry and eat a whole tub of ice cream  and just be sad.  I will have to call in sick today.  That nosy woman from HR will be on my case and honestly  I really don't feel like going over the details  of why I can't form a single sentence  and end up buying into tears. 

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My name is Sasha. My friends call me Ash.  I am a feisty, chocolate colored  woman, well woman is stretching it. I am a young  woman still trying to figure shit out. I graduated early from varsity.  Was top of my law class and now I work at Wise and partner  law firm.  I have had this job since I graduated  3 years ago I was 20 soo that makes me 23. Soo let's imagine a 20 year old graduate coming to work in a big shot law firm.  Some would say I must  have pulled a few strings to get this job, or maybe slept with the owner but I didn't do either of those things. I just worked really hard.  And now it's paying off.  My parents  tried their best to get me through university and I made a promise to never let them down.  So I worked hard while my friends were out living their best lives, making mistakes  theu would regret a couple  of years later and drank till they passed out.  I was in my room reading and studying. 

Fast forward to today.  I feel soo broken.  Have you ever just had your hear break..  Not just emotionally but the extent of your hurt makes you feel the hurt physically.  Well that's how I feel  right of this moment.  I have always been a sicker for love.  I consider myself a bit old school. Look before you judge me hear me out first.  I always  imagined dating my highschool boyfriend  and being together through  university and getting married and having a fairytale ending.  I imagine  my one boyfriend  would end up being the "one" well stupid I know because  my highschool boyfriend cheated on me after a month of college with a senior . Talk about fairytale ending.  But it all was for the best because  I met "Him".. I met Nick after I graduated varsity, he was amazing..  Literally something out of a book tall dark and handsome.  I didn't know that 3 years from then I would be feeling this broken and defeated..  I just want this hurt to go away...  I don't want to hurt forever.

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* hey..  So this is my first  story and I am kinda new at this soo please  be nice and I hope you enjoy it.  I will post my chapters daily, well I will try and I😊 hope you like the story. PS I type on my phone so don't be surprised by the number of typos you may find *