A Conversation with and about anti-socials
Written by Vivian Ennis 03/30/2019
I met you at a party; I felt a strange very familiar feeling about your energy. Perhaps it was a warning because of my past situations, but there was still a doubt that I may be wrong about you. How is one to know? Being who you are you know how to make people truthfully trust you. For me I lost the ability to trust to fast now a day’s especially from meeting you most of my life over and over in many different bodies.
But for some reason the antisocial is an easy read for me now but not back then. And since that is mainly what seemed to be the only men who would ask me out, for a brief moment I had hoped that I was wrong about them. To many times I should have listened to my inner guts or the way my body reacted around the antisocial. Usually I am far to attracted to their physical energy, thinking it is only their looks drawing me in but knowing in my heart it goes much deeper than that. It is all too familiar because I grew up with an antisocial father, not by his own fault. As you can see I still make excuses for him especially since he passed when I was Thirteen years old RIP Dad. He was an attractive man as well and very much an entertainer of sorts always making jokes when others were around. I still miss that side of him but when others were not around and the party…