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08 May 2006 @ 06:52 pm
I'd forgotten until last night...  
Last night I was indulging in one of my guilty pleasures - Grey's Anatomy. I'd already made sure it wasn't another brain surgery episode, so I thought I was safe.

Derek: So was the knitting a phase? Who's next? Alex? 'Cause I hear he likes to sleep around too. You two have that in common.

Meredith: You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared, because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore.

I'd locked it away until last night. My ex husband, who hadn't put a loving hand on me for a year and a half, called me a whore for going on a coffee date a month after I told him I had filed for divorce. Shouting, hand waving. It was...less than pleasant. He didn’t choose someone else, but he didn’t choose me either – just himself.

Old memories are often best left undisturbed. Funny that I got more upset at the memory than the actual event.


I hate it when something supposed to be entertaining ruins an evening.

-the redhead-
...for whom knitting was never 'a phase'...
Coffee-based Lifeformchiefted on May 9th, 2006 02:19 pm (UTC)
*hugs* sorry that a guilty pleasure disturbed memories for you.
I have those moments myself but nothing compared to yours.
*hugs* (just for G.P.)
Ko'Shall Viperkoshall on May 11th, 2006 05:31 pm (UTC)

You're supposed to haunt your past, not let it haunt you.