Saw your post as I was looking for something entirely different - i was looking for a recent post of whether you can actually travel at the speed of light and not break apart from collisions.. anyway, I came here to say that I absolutely understand what happened to you, love hits like a bus.

I got hit by an irish bus out of nowhere some time last year, this was a wrecking ball. I had times where I couldn't breathe for days. I could not however act on my feelings for many reasons, one being I think it wasn't reciprocated, but I came here to just say, I get it. I get it.

This is why they portray Eros with an arrow, it gets you straight down the middle of your chest. I am not giving advice here, I just say that it will hurt like a rocket between your ribs. Unless you are planning on moving to Europe and starting a new life somewhere..

The funniest thing is that I am a total wall personally and never really cared that much for romantic things unless I get close to the person and they are extremely smart. .. I had absolutely no idea what is coming at me, it came out of nowhere, had absolutely nothing in common with me or my life, or my lifestyle, or my preferences.

I had been fighting my roommate at the time on the Upper east Side in New York who was somewhat wealthy guy who I found out wanted a roommate for the wrong reasons, I was at the time working like crazy teaching a Russian billionaire's kids - penthouse right across the World Trade Center etc, he was turning bright red every time I was turning up so it is not i really had nothing else going on.

One day as I am working in New York I get a call from a stranger from Ireland and it is bizzare, and I am like - wtf>? And this was the end of me.