I'm okay. It's not as if I didn't see this coming.
Our anniversary, a day that I sadly watched go by without celebration, was the wake-up call.

It's the rare person who doesn't a partner for life, or at least part of it, that makes them happy.
I take solace in that. Someday I will be happy. Someday I won't feel unloved and unlovable.
Someday I'll wonder why I let myself cry so much lately instead of just moved on.

In the meantime, I have to deal with the fact that I've been told I'm not wanted by my best friend.
Go on, get out - go!

But hey, shit happens.

I'm melodramatic, I know. I'm feeling sorry for myself. Sorry.

I'll get over it and be back to my cheery self soon enough. Unless you're a MAN. Then there's no hope for you. ;)  ¶ 12:46 PM