Next Stop: Dumpsville

So, I’m now single. I can’t say it’s a huge surprise.

No, put the Kleenex away. As breakups go it was pretty amicable. In fact it’s a bit of a relief, to be honest: I saw it looming on the horizon months ago, so in many ways I had accepted it before a word had been said. Besides, I tend to eat lots of chocolate and listen to sad music all the time, so I don’t really have any behavioral differences to fall back on.

I think she’ll be better off not tethered to me. She has more than her fair share of problems, and despite my best efforts I was never any help; I don’t want to be thought of as nothing more than a complication. It sounds like things are looking up for her, so that’s reason enough for me to be happy.

Anyway, I think you get the picture. I’m only mentioning it out of some twisted sense of duty; if you have a journal you should write in it, right?

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