It doesn't happen all that often, but when it does it feels a lot like someplace between a 101 degree humid day and 30 below zero all at once. It's as if someone dipped your gut in boiling water and then sank it into an ice bath. Yeah, that's what it's like.
And when the heat roars through it feels like unrequited violence - a slap that can be felt but never offered the face that earned it. And then the numbing part that wets over the hurt, well it's just as scary. It's enough to turn an ordinary person into a raging lunatic.
Nothing hurts more than betrayal except betrayal over a falsehood.
And it feels someplace like hell or Indiana.
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