Treading Water: Pulling Yourself Together, Volume 1

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Treading Water: Pulling Yourself Together, Volume 1

By Roberto Olmo

“Always remember, good things take time to develop. Always be weary when something feels too good to be true.”—My beautiful mermaid.

I was laying on the beach one day, enjoying the sound of the waves and the way the sun’s rays shine across my skin, when a handsome sailor walked up to me. He was tall, dark, handsome, lean, and muscular and had a head full of natural curly hair. I liked what I saw, and apparently so did he. We chatted and it didn’t take long for me to agree to go ride on his boat.

We set sail and visited different islands along the way. We talked about everything and we explored each other’s bodies like we were mad scientists. He made me so comfortable and free, I thought to myself “I think I found him, I think this man is the one.” We shared so many secrets with each other, the love we made would grab the attention of all the creatures in the fathoms below and the moments of intimacy were like none other than I experienced with any other man. This is him, he is my husband.

One night, we were sailing along some cold icy waters near the arctic, I am from the Caribbean, but my sailor knows how to keep me warm. He picked up the anchor and walked over to the edge of the boat and threw it into the water. The glaciers were so beautiful; they sparkled like white gold along that navy blue icy water. My sailor handed me a box and told me to open it. I did as I was instructed and inside was a beautiful diamond encrusted cuff style bracelet. He put it on my wrist, gave me a kiss, and stared into my eyes intensely. I thought to myself “this must be it, he is claiming me now, and we belong to each other.” A few moments later, I noticed a tugging sensation on my wrist. My sailor stood up and began to back away. I glanced over to my wrist and that is when I realized what my sailor was doing. The bracelet that he locked onto my wrist was attached to the anchor that he threw into the water moments before.

I gazed up to my sailor in horror and disbelief. “Why are you doing this? What did I do! I thought you cared about me! What are you doing?!?!” I screamed.

“I’m not looking for a relationship. I just wanted to be [email protected]*k buddies. It’s not you, it’s me. I’m just really complicated” he replied, with a devilish grin on his face. Tears started to roll down my cheeks, and then body slid across the boat’s deck. I wedged myself under a rail, and my arm twisted over the side of the boat. My body was no match for the weight of that anchor. My sailor came to me, wrapped his arms around my waist, picked me up and licked a tear strolling down my neck. “There is always gonna be someone bigger, badder, and better,” were the last words I heard as he threw me into the freezing dark ocean.

To be continued…

Happy New Year VGC family! This is the first in a 3-part short story. If you have someone special in your life, be sure to do something special for them this Valentine’s Day. If you are single, hang out with your best friends, have fun, and remember to love yourself always and put yourself first!!! I love you and thank you so much for your support.


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