So today i will write about Rameyna. Notice the weird spelling? I mean it could just be spelled Ramina, right? Anyway , so Rameyna unfortunately fell in love with a douche bag. He wasn’t that bad though. Some complexes had developed. A wee bit of insecurities. He was a regular flirt too . He couldn’t really help it as it was like second nature, if you know what i mean. But for him, girls came and went ( come or go?), but Rameyna was the constant stabilizer. The grounding factor. The constant. Until, she had enough.
She walked out. I mean she deserved better. Even she knew that. He was lucky to have her and she really was not going to be taken as a door mat or have her self respect trampled on.
The guy, lets call him umm… Raymond. :) ( Oh come on, it’s not a very inspiring or imaginative tale, is it?) Well, he was given a major reality check. I mean the best thing that ever happened to him decided to bid adieu. He panicked and begged and pleaded, but it it was to no avail as they say.
Anyhow, so Rameyna had never felt happier, stronger or better. She felt free and empowered and her mind and heart were at ease. At that particular point in time, she met a guy. Let’s call him Roman. ( yeah, you’re hating this already, aren’t you?) :p So Roman was like up there. He had a stable job. He was sweet. A bit nerdy but willing to take risks and chances. She liked him. A lot. A whole lot actually. And guess what? He asked her out. She wanted to jump with joy and say, “yes, please”.
But in all her morality and ethic binded brain, she said, “umm… i like you too. in fact, i am falling for you super fast, BUT relationships are based on honesty and i want you to know that i was in a relationship before…”.
The awesome Mr. Roman ran as fast as he could, whilst telling her that they should take it extremely slow as in a step in a year and if after a year, they were both still single, they should see how things go.
(WHAT? WHO SAYS THAT?)
Rameyna never responded to his kick in her stomach. In truth, she felt degraded and made to feel like a whore. This Roman not only hurt her ego but walked all over her self respect too. Even Raymond was better than that. She cried like a baby to be honest. She felt completely insulted and a bit led on. Being dumped was not the issue. The issue was how this not so awesome anymore Roman made her feel like utter filth lying on the street when just a few days before, he called her “perfect for him”.
Hmm. Maybe that was the first warning. I mean the narcissist thought that she was perfect for him, but never wondered if he was perfect for her.
That was some seriously unsettling time for Rameyna.
So how do you think Rameyna is doing now? Well, to be honest i haven’t met her in a while and i have no clue as to where she is and what she is doing. I was just hearing some gossip and now you probably think very low of me.
BUT, one thing i am sure of is that for the longest time Rameyna may have hated men. :P Who could blame her?
Here is a prayer though. I hope Rameyna found peace. I hope she found a man who appreciated her. I hope he made her feel special. She truly was a great gal and i’d personally be disappointed if she has become cynical or settled for something less than her worth.
And with that, i must say goodbye. If you see someone like Rameyna, tell her i said, “Hi” and do tell her that both Raymond and Roman or people like them called different names, definitely did not deserve her.
Cheers. <3 :)
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