Another random interest I had was a girl who’d come from Newfane in or around 4th or 5th grade. Gienene: A horribly aggressive girl with a somewhat deformed face. No sure at all what drew me to this girl, it certainly wasn’t her bug-eyes or almost perpetually red nose. This wasn’t love, but a mere confusing crush. Don’t let the title “Love Hurts” fool you, there was no feelings involved, well… except…
Pain. There was so much pain between her and I. Not emotional pain, instead, an overwhelming amount of physical pain. She used to beat the absolute shit out of me, and I’d often return the pain. I’ll never be sure as to why we used to torture ourselves like that, and why on Earth I still felt compelled to keep myself around her, but I did.
We no longer talked after a saddening school assembly when I put my hand on her knee, which didn’t truly upset her, but instead led to a conversation about establishing our boundaries. This is the first and only time I’ve ever cried in front of and because of a girl and the emotional pain I felt because of her. This is still baffling to me because I truly had no feelings for her, yet I felt emotionally sound with her… “Curiouser and curiouser.”
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