T and I were still together when I wrote this, but things are quickly going downhill. 2 months until we breakup...
4/12 Timing: give it one more month. See if T can compromise. See if it can work. Put together plan B. Look for somewhere to stay. And leave.
Leaving seems to be the best idea. I don’t want to waste anymore time on it. I’m so tired and there seems to be no answer. So say no more to him about it. See if he wants to negotiate. If he doesn’t – well then, finish. Agree that we can’t live together. It’s just too bad. I want to do something right now, I want to hurt him – to wipe that fucking smile off his face. He should be worried. I hope he is.
But I know that really it’s just a horrible cycle that just goes around and around.
I can’t believe it’s the end but I don’t want to be unhappy. And this is my life.
Read about the background to my Diary of a Breakup, or read all my breakup diary entries.
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