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I was really sad over (one of the many times) me and an ex had broken- up. I opened my bible – I wanted to get lost in God’s word instead of my feelings. Getting in my feelings in a state like that sometimes lead to broken windows and tantrums – all things that could have been avoided. Yes, I was that “crazy” girlfriend, the one guys prefer to avoid. I had so much fire inside. That fire either  was going to keep things warm or burn things down. 

That was the old me. New me chose not to go there. I chose to cut it out by distracting myself with things that weren’t going to make me worse. Well it just so happened that checking the mail came to mind which was unusual because I was never the one to get the mail. To my surprise, my wallet that I had lost with my cards and cash in it was put in my mailbox and with everything still in it. It had been two weeks but for some reason I didn’t quite give up on it. I had this feeling it was going to turn up but I also wasn’t completely counting on it. I kind of just let time do it’s thing and in the meantime I did what I could to handle things on my end. In other words, I wasn’t upset about not having it. The funny thing is it had happened before in a similar situation only I lost my wallet in a bar after leaving upset during a different fallout with a boy. I didn’t think I was going to get it back that time but apparently someone found it on the floor and drove 30 minutes to my parents house (the address on it)  to drop it off. The person handed it to my dad and said he just wanted to make sure it got into the right hands.