This happened to me yesterday.
It's all very surreal, almost like staring at yourself in the rearview mirror as
you're quickly driving in the opposite direction.
It was easy to relate to her, to listen. When I needed to speak, the words effortlessly poured out of me; I knew so much of what she was enduring.
You may not have had recent contact with your ex-boyfriend's current ex [try saying that five times fast] but we all have people we can relate to. On the wide spectrum of human emotion, I bet you're not the only one who has at one time or is currently feeling anxiety, jealously, loneliness, etc. In that sense, we are all bound together. We all can, in some small way, can understand one another.
Every once in a while, I think these people are purposefully brought into our lives. It reminds us of the times when we didn't have it all together, when doubt crept into our minds. We didn't understand.
Looking at the girl in my rearview, I am so incredibly grateful. I'm thankful that I serve a God who knows exactly what he's doing... all the time. Whether I get it [a rare occurrence] or not. He always, always, always has my good in mind. And he is one who experienced it all. He can always relate to what I'm feeling. When I cry, he cries. When I'm full of joy, so is he. He always has an ear for me.