by Brianna » Tue Sep 27, 2005 11:34 am
#ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl#No, Chenders. No way I can get away. Between work and school, its just not an option. I don't think this is a valid reason to "call out sick." Also, my closest friends are 1300 miles away. But, that is exactly why I went out Saturday night -- for something different, etc. Not to mention the fact that I am 2 months behind on bills because I bounced a check in August. That's another matter entirely, though. #ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl##ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl##ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl# #ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl#I don't think I am as bad as I am probably coming across here, lol. But, remember this thread is dedicated to the situation...#ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl##ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl##ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl# #ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl#I did go and ride the other day after work, before I went out. And Sunday, I spent a few more hours with my mom doing some things around the house we've been meaning to do, and then went out with my grandmother for a bit to get my mom a birthday present. When I got home, I did my homework, talked to one of my friends and went to bed. It's not as if I am shutting the world out or anything. Yes, I'm still thinking about it, and talking about it. But I am gradually getting away from that. #ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl##ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl##ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl# #ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl#The thing with the letter...I learned a hard lesson a year and a half ago when I had a gun to my head. I don't like to let things go unsaid anymore, life is entirely too short. I like people to know exactly how I feel and why...good, bad or indifferent. And, what you said was my plan...I wasn't going to finish it and send it to him that instant. I was going to sit on it for a day or two or even three, maybe even until next week sometime - maybe have my closest friend read it over for me - and then decide if I still thought he needed to read it. I think I probably will...but maybe I won't.#ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl##ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl##ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl# #ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#DIV#ed_cl##ed_op#FONT color=#8000ff#ed_cl#I dunno. I am taking it one day at a time. I am distracting myself when I can, allowing some of the thoughts when I can, but if they come at a bad time then I push them away. A little earlier, I called my friend Tricia and said, tell me the lamest joke you know. She did, it made me laugh. ...generally, I am making a noble attempt at restoring my life and readjusting to not having him in it. I may not be succeeding fully, yet - but it hasn't even been a week yet, and I need more time.#ed_op#/FONT#ed_cl##ed_op#/DIV#ed_cl#