Ouch. Sometimes the hurt is as bad as ever. I never really cried in my life before. Now I know what I sound like when I cry. I used to hope that W would see me crying as I drove by her favorite Starbucks before I learned that it would only hurt the situation. Here I am six months later, with weeks worth of positive, constructive DB in practice and I still feel as lost as ever. W is still checked out. Ouch.

I felt good yesterday.

I have been working so hard at hiding my hurt feelings that I am afraid I am hiding all feelings and that W will continue to consider me distant.

I felt good yesterday. This is making me crazy. I'm not superman. What if I am not worthy enough to make it to the other side?


Me 41
W 39
d7, s4
M 13
Bomb ILYBNILWY November 28th, 2007