You know, one reason why I like journaling here in the first place... I can put pretty much anything I want here, be as truthful and from the heart as I want... and it doesn't really matter. It's a great way to get frustrations out, and for that, I thank everyone who has bothered to read what I've written and thank the people who've given me the opportunity to do so... I say this because the last few entries I've written were pretty much straight from the heart, and anyone reading it who didn't know me would probably think there's something wrong with me...
That's not to say there isn't anything wrong with me (my friends all agree there is.
) but that it's not nearly as bad as it looks... very few people in this world are totally honest with anyone else... and that makes me very sad sometimes...
Which leads me to the reason why I'm writing this... well, anyone who's read the last few entries knows what I'm going to be writing just by getting this far... yeah, Liz dropped the bomb tonight and I'm single again. What's worse is I knew it was coming.. but even knowing didn't help me feel any better about it. Pretty depressed about it, actually... but thanks to Capt. Morgan and Jamesons, I'm doing a little better.
Can someone explain to me why the stereotype is that guys are all tough and don't give a shit? And while I can play the tough-type... underneath, shit like this just tears me apart? ... life's a bitch I guess... then it has puppies.
That's not to say there isn't anything wrong with me (my friends all agree there is.
) but that it's not nearly as bad as it looks... very few people in this world are totally honest with anyone else... and that makes me very sad sometimes...
Which leads me to the reason why I'm writing this... well, anyone who's read the last few entries knows what I'm going to be writing just by getting this far... yeah, Liz dropped the bomb tonight and I'm single again. What's worse is I knew it was coming.. but even knowing didn't help me feel any better about it. Pretty depressed about it, actually... but thanks to Capt. Morgan and Jamesons, I'm doing a little better.
Can someone explain to me why the stereotype is that guys are all tough and don't give a shit? And while I can play the tough-type... underneath, shit like this just tears me apart? ... life's a bitch I guess... then it has puppies.
Sorry to hear that Liz broke it off with you...try not to get too caught up in it though...i know it's easier said then done...but thinking about it constantly and wondering about all the "what ifs" will only make it harder to deal with. I know first hand...but Capt. Morgan is a good friend to help make those problems disappear for a while. Just don't drink too much
Anyway...take care and i hope everything gets better.
Thanks for the well wishes my way. I've been watching the bite closely cause they haven't done much for me...just antibiotics for the staph infection...i've seen 5 doctors in the last week...and none of them are keeping up with eachother...