The Lies That Bind

by Emily Giffin

“Yeah,” he says. “You were obsessed. But you have to remember—obsession isn’t love. It just feels like love.”

I feel detached pity for the twentysomething girl I used to be. The girl who hadn’t yet learned to trust her gut. Who cared so much about what others thought and couldn’t make a move without consulting her friends. Who wanted the fairy tale more than actual fulfillment.