It felt bad.  It left a bitter taste in her mouth.  She was always surprised as to why she felt so sensitive when things didn't go the way they were supposed to.  Shouldn't she be used to that already?  Life was an ever-changing storm that tossed one about to and fro if he wasn't careful, so why did she think she could be an exception in the first place?

This dull aching feeling and sour taste...why can't I just get over this...this...this hurdle and move on?