Its almost 10pm and I made it thru another day. I don't even know how the time is passing.....but it does eventually become night time and then the process of trying to sleep. Its this crazy repetitive routine that I have to get used to. I still keep trying to figure out what happened...and what I can do to make him see the reality. I know.....I cannot do one thing. Its frustrating.
Today the day went by quickly as I went to see a movie and had dinner with my friend. I have 3 more weeks of this before I have to move and start my new job. Sigh. Its tough at night....its tough first thing in the morning....
well...I don't even have anything to say. Have not heard from H in 2 full days now. I feel depressed about that. It has been 2 weeks yesterday since he declared and gave me the D papers and he has not initiated contact one time.
How does one prepare themselves for months and months of this. I keep reading other people's situations and am just amazed at so many people who are picking themselves up and just moving on with their lives.
I feel disheartened. I want some sign of hope every single day. I know this is not a realistic expectation and yet, this is what I want. AHHHHH!
I will do better tomorrow. I will find something to emerse myself in so that I am not constantly thinking about him.
