I finally managed to get some sense of closure from my situation. Basically, it transpired that, sure enough, although the flatmate nonsense played a part, it wasn't the only reason behind the breakup. It would have been a LOT easier if this had just been said in the first place.
I was hanging around her (or in her words, following her) at a party last night, which she didn't like. Well, of course I was. That's what happens when you have feelings for someone and have had no proper sense of closure. We can't just flip our feelings on and off with a switch.
Madness, total madness - but I'm glad I can start waking up in the morning feeling something other than sick again and finally just get back to being me. My only worry is that I'm really not sure what to do with relationships in the future. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but I wonder if I'm too fragile to make them worthwhile.
I was hanging around her (or in her words, following her) at a party last night, which she didn't like. Well, of course I was. That's what happens when you have feelings for someone and have had no proper sense of closure. We can't just flip our feelings on and off with a switch.
Madness, total madness - but I'm glad I can start waking up in the morning feeling something other than sick again and finally just get back to being me. My only worry is that I'm really not sure what to do with relationships in the future. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but I wonder if I'm too fragile to make them worthwhile.
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