I'm in a sort of a funk. Am I doing the right thing by putting up with h coming and going as he pleases? It's great when I feel that we're getting closer, but then when he leaves, it s*cks. He was here from Sat. at dinnertime until Sunday after the Oscars ended. I had fallen asleep on the couch and he woke me up to say he was leaving... and I said "why do you have to go?" Like a whiny kid. He didn't answer.
