d, this is what the board is for, so don't worry.
I think you are right, and space is good. And this:
I want more out of life than he is currently prepared to give me, and I'm not sure he'll ever get there.
Is a big thing, and a very real issue. With some time and space, things will be clearer.
I want more out of life than he is currently prepared to give me, and I'm not sure he'll ever get there.
This is huge. When you compromise on this, you can end up compromising yourself.
Heh. Snuggled by Super Porny Pants! Wahoo!
Grief is so weird. Sometimes I'll sob, and then I'll seem to be ok, and then I'll cry, and then I'll sob for like 5 seconds.... Lather, rinse, repeat. Ugh.
Thanks guys. I think you helped get me through this morning's bad patch.
we'll be here, d, for any upcoming rough patches.
Dear bug inhabiting my respiratory tract
I accept the sore throat, it gives me a pleasantly startling raspy baritone voice. I accept the sniffles and the coughing.
However, breathing is not one of those things listed in the Optional column, so unclog my lungs and sinuses, please. I know where you live and I can hurt you.
(signed)
woman with drugs