On parting, John had called Mi-Hye a meager Asian tease – the very man who had sworn eternal love and who had told her he wanted her to be the mother of his children just months before, pretty much at the beginning of their romance.
“Forget John,” her friend Kim told her for the umpteenth time. “You’ve got to move on with your life. You’re slim and trim and petite, and most guys would die for that pretty Asian face of yours.”
“And I’m not a tease! I was serious about this relationship.”
“And he wasn’t. That’s why he called you a tease. Forget the asshole.”
“I can’t, it hurts too much,” Mi-Hye wailed.
“You’ve got to get over him. Turn that hurt into anger. Generate some strong anti-feelings – if anyone’s entitled to them it’s you. That guy treated you like shit.”
Mi-Hye continued sobbing.
“Want me to give you a shoulder rub?” Kim asked.
In response she got a tremulous OK.
Kim stood behind Mi-Hye’s chair and started massaging her neck and shoulders.
How much longer would this go on? Kim was definitely getting fed up with it.
“Anger is what you need. Be angry!”
“I’ll try,” came the hesitant answer.
Kim rolled her eyes.
– James Steerforth ( © 2010 )
Written around generate, meager and tease from 3WW.
Steer Forth! 
You can only find strength within yourself.
A great slice of life!
interesting situation. It seemed very real.
anger is sometimes hard to ignite…..even in the best of times…i like your portrayal of the moment….