Detachment and the end of limbo, sort of...too

[Phoebe]

Well, actially today has not been a good day. At all. I have been feeling disempowered and sad and crying and just plain crappy. I said something dumb (responded to a question about who I went to Europe with on my last trip truthfully, and it led to me having to tell a near-stranger the barest hint of my story. Just that H left inDecember, gone for good, etc.

The day just proceeded to tank from there. It ended up with my crying in l-friend's office, him being tired. Me saying I wasn't safe to drive home and him replying that it was a "school night" and he had to get home to bed. WTF? What part of not safe didn't get across? I actually wasn't sure I was safe in a much larger sense, I was so messed up, and about 2/3 of the way home I was hyperventilating and sobbing. Awesome. Really. His sleep was more important than my safety. that is going to be very hard to forget and forgive.

I don't understand people. At all.

More later. I desperately need to sleep.