Apparently the running murderous joke that I sometimes refer to as my life (rather than the unending torment that it actually is) has decided to throw another wrench directly at my already disfigured only-a-mother-could-love-well-not-mine-but-someone-else’s-who’s-actually-human-on-some-level face.
I’ve been in an amazing relationship for the last eight plus years but now it appears that it may be coming to an end. Neither of us want it to end, and I’m not even sure what I’m going to do if it does, but things are not looking good.
One of us did something bad.
The other said it was over if it happened again.
It happened again.
I’ve never been in this kind of situation before. I’m not sure what’s going to happen but I know that I was terrified at first but now I’m just starting to feel numb. I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing.
I saw my new doctor on Friday. I really liked her. I hope I can keep seeing her.
I wonder if I’ll ever post here again.