Sorting Through the Clutter
If you somehow were able to unearth my diary amidst the clutter of my room, then you would probably find something like this...
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Sorting Through the Clutter If you somehow were able to unearth my diary amidst the clutter of my room, then you would probably find something like this... |
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Tuesday, December 07, 2004 People were complaining of the elusiveness of my entries of late. It's true, I tend to wrap myself in a safe little cocoon when things are tough. It's my self-protective mechanism kicking in. The bf and I broke up this past month. This is the guy that I thought I would marry - after only going out with him for a month. It was as if we were cut from the same mold. During the first couple of dates, we discovered that we liked the same foods, enjoyed the same sports, loved snowboarding, listened to the same music, loved dancing, said the same things, laughed at the same jokes, thought the same way. I was addicted. I found the male version of me! Of course I loved him. But somewhere in all that, we became different people. Or maybe *I* became a different person. I no longer felt the same way about him. I don't even know what really happened. Maybe we were TOO similar. I don't know. But we both knew that we wouldn't be happy if we stayed in the relationship. It was the best break up I ever had. No hate, no hurtful words...just acceptance and really long hugs. I think that's what happenes when both parties are in their 20s. We were mature and promised to stay friends. I certainly hope so. It would be a shame to lose such a great person from my life posted by Jenn | 5:20 PM | 
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