going under
While stranded in the Salt Lake City airport last night (goddamn standby tickets), I had probably the worst phone conversation of my life. The Cliffs notes version is: I want one thing. He wants something else. We found that we were unwilling or unable to find a middle ground.
So, I am moving out. I want to still have him in my life, but I don’t think that’s going to be possible. We both get to be completely miserable, and we both get to have what we want right in front of us and then, suddenly, disappear. I’m starting to think that’s what relationships are all about.
I hate nothing more than that phase when you start being mean to each other, even though you love each other. You don’t mean to do it - you try very hard to stop yourself - but when your heart is broken, sometimes it can’t be helped.
Oh, hon.
(hug)
Dawgonit, I keep hoping my friends will all have better luck at this relationship thing than I seem to, and then it turns out not.
So sorry to hear about this, and blah-blah, life goes on, but it sure would be swell if just once life would work out the way you hope it will.
oh no! I hope you are doing ok and feel better soon. *hugs*
I’m proud of you sweetie. (HUG)
Crap on a cracker. I’m so sorry, girl.
*hug*
how crushing…I’m so very sad. =(
It takes strength to realize when it’s time to do something else, but sometimes being strong hurts. *hugs*
Looks like it’s time for the naked tap dance again. I’m getting out my star-spangled buckles STAT.
Life is crappy. The best thing to do in any situation is usually the hardest and most painful thing to do in that situation.
Just remember that you have a lot of people looking out for you. We all love you way-crazy much.
Aw honey, I’m so sorry.
SO many have said what I wanted to… but it’s so true. I’m really proud of you for not hanging on in desperation to something that isn’t right.
It takes a lot of courage, guts, and panache. As well as a butt load of support… if you need to talk, you know where to find me. *hug*
oh, golly, I missed this until now. I’m so, so sorry. The one-thing/something-else split sucks unbelievably, but — as everyone else has said — good job on owning up to the suckage instead of avoiding it. I think this calls for a mojito and some cheese, darlin’. Make some time for drinking with friends?
HEY. What are you doing tonight? ;)
I’m sorry, too, Alicia — even though I technically have no idea who you’re even talking about. The infrequent lurker, that’s me. *hug*
-Lori, vintage 1996 roommate
You have my support… I’m going through something similar. Love ya lots, babe.
I’m sorry that things aren’t working out for you.
If only that damned flight hadn’t been overbooked, I could have given you a real hug of support. As it stands, however, I’ll have to do one of those internet-y virtual hugs. *hug*
(Oh, and if it will at least bring a smile to your face, imagine I am giving you the VirtualHug(tm) in a dress that doesn’t quite fit, with my arms not quite through the arms of the dress.)