Haligh haligh, a lie, Haligh

Tony broke up with me two or three days ago.

I guess I should have seen it coming. I've been sick for several months now, and as a result, I've been morbidly depressed. I tried for a long time to keep it in, but then I started taking it out on him. I learned my lesson, just a day or two too late...

I'm a good girl damn it. I've got problems like everyone else. Of course I'm going to be jealous of the bi girl who enjoys threesomes (and is smarter than me and actually has money and a career) that you've been talking to all day every day since right before the break-up. No I'm not going to respond well to you telling her about how I've been begging you to sleep with me. Take it up with me, not everyone else.

*sigh*

He's a good man, just confused. And I'm not much help at the moment...

I just want to be apreciated for who I am and not expected to be anything else.

I also guess I just don't understand staying in a relationship until the "spark" is all gone...The spark always goes away, and in good relationships, it comes back...and comes and goes and comes and goes.

So...no more bitching. Current agenda: I want a date for Valentine's day. Preferably female (after Tony, I think I could use a woman's company), who wants to go slow and doesn't mind me being cautious about relationships.

I think a date would be good for me. Remind me that there just might be someone better than him...

Cause right this minute, I'm not sure there is.