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Let Me Tell You A Tale Of Twin Flames, True Love, Hurt, And Heartbreak…. This is the story of the egotistical, gaslighting, narcissistic, and toxic…
Let Me Tell You A Tale Of Twin Flames, True Love, Hurt, And Heartbreak….
This is the story of the egotistical, gaslighting, narcissistic, and toxic Scorpio and the sweet, fragile, suffering, and breath-taking Pisces.
When I was younger, I tried romance, having relationships, and falling in love. It never worked out so well. But over the past 20 years, I have lived in relative peace when it comes to girls and dating. I hadn’t really pursued or chased. I didn’t have rules. I didn’t have expectations. I wasn’t looking for anyone. I didn’t have “real girlfriends” or get attached anymore. And throughout this time, I never truly loved anyone or fell in love. Then something unexpected happened and my life was forever altered. I had an amazing relationship with the woman of my dreams from December 15, 2019 until February 20, 2020. In just those 2 short months, my life was changed, rearranged, and headed in a new direction. Never in my wildest daydreams or my vivid imagination did I realize that my beautiful Pisces would actually come to me someday. I thought it was all just a myth. My imagination. A foolish dream. Was this is the girl who I had searched for across the universe and throughout time for? The Pisces appeared to me when I least expected her, but really needed her badly. Our journey was loving, intense, painful, and then over in a flash. I ruined our love and emotionally hurt my angel when she asked me not to. SHE ASKED ME NOT TO HURT HER. So this is our tale. A love story that began with passion and romance, but was somehow left cold and broken. This is the ballad of us…. The Pisces & The Scorpio.
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I’m screenwriter, I write movies. I’ve never had the courage or a reason to write a story or book. I knew if I wrote this as a screenplay then it wouldn’t matter and nothing would ever come of it. And I needed to write it all down. To get it out of my head and into something else. Call it therapy if you want. But I’m calling it my ultimate apology to her.
Here we are at the end of December 2020 and this awesome year (sarcasm) is almost over. I just had another birthday last month, I got older, and I survived. I don’t like birthdays and I’ve never really celebrated them. But my birthday in 2019 was different. It was the year when I received the most amazing gift.
But first, let’s journey back to June of 2018. There I am sitting at a Panera Bread restaurant interviewing a girl for a position with my company. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, except that she was cute and seemed to have an adorable, yet clouded personality. Her name was Alexa and she was 26 years old then. Remember that name. It will represent death and destruction later. No, she’s not my Pisces. Alexa is a Cancer. And in some ways she really is a cancer. She had extra long bleached blonde hair with brown eyes. The interview was going smooth and everything was casual. She was sitting up on her knees, with her elbows propped on the table. I remarked how unusually close she was to me considering she was on the opposite side of the table. An hour went by and she was listening to everything I said. She really wanted the job but she had to go to California for a while. I needed her to start right away so that was going to be an issue. We ended the interview and she said she would keep me updated. I walked her out to the parking lot and watched her walk to her car. I thought dang, she could be a nice little girlfriend. But I was also thinking that I would probably never see her again.
Throughout the next few months Alexa and I got to know each other while she was away in California. I gave the job position to someone else, so we went into a different personal direction. It quickly progressed to talking about her coming back to Washington and us being a couple. I decided maybe I would try having a real girlfriend again. This is something I hadn’t done for a long time. Perhaps I could settle down for a bit and see if she could make a good boy out of me. Nice thought, but improbable. Her stay in California went on for a year. And trying to talk to her daily was impossible. Something was up with that girl. I came to know Alexa as one of those users (in a couple of ways). She says whatever she needs to in order to get whatever she can to help her survive. And she had a little thing called a pill (Xanax) problem. So I didn’t really take her seriously, I just played the game with her. She continuously said she was coming back for that year. And then finally she did. In the middle of August of 2019, she came back to stay with me for a couple of days. We were going to see how it was. But when I didn’t show her enough love (gifts) or give her what she was looking for (gifts), she vanished back to California to chase her ex-boyfriend and their drugs, both things that she couldn’t get rid of.
A couple of months later at the end of October 2019, she returned “for me” and became my girlfriend. Fun stuff. We lasted about a month. I gave her a place to stay in one of my rental properties. I did all I could to get her to detox and rehab. But it wasn’t working. Her being alone in a room just enabled her behavior. Then I had her stay with me at my house for a couple of days towards the middle of November. She got upset at something and quickly vanished to her dad’s house. It was during this time that November 14th happened. This would be the day when The Pisces walked into my life.
I owned a company that rented out rooms in properties for homeowners. On November 14, 2019, I had a few appointments scheduled to show rooms at a house in Seattle. I can still remember that day and the moment I opened up the front door to see this beautiful little creature walking up the pathway. My heart literally started misfiring. I felt my face get hot and my body begin to feel weak. Who is she? About ten feet behind was a guy following her. Right away I assumed that they were a couple coming to see the rooms together. With that, I deflated and immediately tried to turn off my attraction for this girl. I shook it off and went into professional mode. Also, I supposedly still had a girlfriend and I was trying to be faithful, even though her whereabouts were unknown.
I let them both into the house and introduced myself. They separately introduced themselves and I quickly came to find out that they were not a couple and didn’t even know each other. The guy was just early for his appointment. As we shook hands and she told me her name was Isabel, I felt her energy flow from her body into mine. Almost like a jolt of electricity. What was that? My head was spinning. I didn’t even listen to what the guy was saying as I was mesmerized by this woman. I felt like I already knew her. She was so gentle and had a calming effect on me. We walked through the house, I showed them the available rooms, and the guy left. I spoke with Isabel a bit and she looked at a few of the rooms again. My gosh. She was so adorable. The way she talked. Her smile. Her quiet personality. My normally icy heart was melting with each of her words and glances. She wasn’t even trying to be cute. But you should see this girl. I think she can melt glaciers with her eyes, smile, and mannerisms.
The sad part is that she told me there was an issue where she was currently staying. She said she was sleeping on a friend’s couch but couldn’t be there anymore and might have to sleep in her car. That really hurt. I never told her how much that upset me. She was just a stranger, but in a day she would probably be renting a room from me. I really wanted her to have a place to sleep. But what could I do? “Hey, come stay at my house tonight.” Like that would work. So I had to let her go and ignore the thought of her sleeping in her car, in November, in Seattle. As she left, I could feel myself not wanting her to leave. My heart was craving her and my mind wasn’t far behind. Little did I know that these feelings would become extreme and would stick with me. Izzy, as she told me to call her, was interested in renting and would let me know soon. About an hour later she texted to say she wanted a room and was eager to lease it immediately. All I knew was that I would get to see her again.
A couple of hours later, Alexa was texting me that she should let me go. She was saying she would come pick up her belongings that night or in the next few days. She was being dramatic because she knew that what we had wasn’t going to work. I tried to fight it a little, but my heart was going elsewhere. I told her to call me and break up with me. She didn’t. She just vanished again like always.
The next day was my birthday. Although I try to hide and never work on my birthday because I hate to age, I made an appointment to meet Isabel at the house so she could sign her lease. I wanted her out of her car and I also needed to be near this girl. We met at the house and began talking about the property, life, and whatever. Our conversation flowed so naturally. I could sense she was having an emotional impact on me. Here was this gorgeous brunette girl with hazel eyes that could see through me. She was 23 and originally from Connecticut. She had a tiny hint of an accent that was so precious as it popped out with certain words. We had some small talk but it was time to go. I mentioned that it was my birthday because I had plans with my sons afterwards. She told me happy birthday and we kept up the random conversation. But while chatting with her I did the one thing that would become a toxic element in the future. I spoke about my girlfriend. Isabel told me that she was a hairdresser. And Alexa had recently asked me if she could get her hair done. So of course I had to suggest that Isabel should do my girlfriend’s hair sometime. Why wouldn’t I? That’s what jerks do.
We signed the paperwork, she had the keys to her new place, and I was off to birthday pizza with my kids. Having that conversation with Isabel (minus the girlfriend’s hair part) and the way she made me feel, was the best birthday gift I have received. As I drove down south with my melting heart, all I could think of was her. Now what the heck was I going to do?
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