One year ago, I met my ATF, and since then had a bumpy journey. There were peaks and troughs, but I kept coming back to her. Recently I realized both of us are moving out of the city very soon, and I managed to see her more often. But the sooner near my departure, the more depressed I feel. I went to see her last night but couldn't really have a good time because of the sadness.
I could see her one last time before I move, but probably won't. Her final song with me? Just a dream by Nelly. So funny because he is from St. Louis, and it is a East St. Louis club. I took it as a sign to stop. Perhaps leaving the whole club scene indefinitely. I will be very busy at the new place anyway. But more importantly, just not in the mood until I get over with it.
Anyone have similar experience? In the past my favorites just disappeared or I lost interest. For those who disappeared, I miss them but not as much, and it didn't stop me from looking for the next favorite.


I once got pretty bummed after an ATF had left. I took it as a sign that I'd gotten involved with her emotionally in a VERY unhealthy way. I've taken care not to repeat in all the years since.