My [last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3kzo56/the_one_that_broke_my_heart_mf/) got a lot of positive, supportive responses and though it’s been over a year I’ve decided to share a few more stories. These are all real, though I may have misremembered details and added a little dramatic effect. Memory is a funny thing like that. It can make you hate someone you loved, or love someone you hated. It can convince you with absolute surety of an experience even if it never happened. In that way I am only human and nothing more. As usual this is a long read and I’m sorry if not especially interesting. I’ll leave you a bookmark to skip to the parts you want to read.
Not quite a year had passed since she had broken my heart, maybe only a few months. A wounded heart makes you forget time and space, makes you unreal in your own mind. Things blend together and I cannot even remember how much time passed between “Katy” and I’s one tryst and when I could again feel like I was real.
At this time I was working in a cubicle of a small office on the second floor of a financial building. I won’t bore you with details but we worked on the retail sales side of the financial industry and my team was small but hard working.