The #1 Trait for Lasting Peace of Mind I’ve Found (So Far)

It’s not positivity, gratitude, or mindfulness

As I clutched the phone, my legs turned to jelly.

My (ex) girlfriend had been rushed to the nearby ER — after slitting her wrist.

Giddy with hormones, my pubescent self had messed up.

Zero dates. Only booty calls. On and off as I pleased. Lame excuses to break up. Bald-faced lies to get her back.

Once I ditched her for good, she took to cutting herself.

Discovering the truth, her counselor aunt threatened me with serious consequences.

Mopping the sweat with my sleeve, I pleaded and entreated.

I swore I’d get back with her and treat her right.

Bloody lies again.