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Dear Gallus, So I spent 3 HOURS at my counsellor's today, talking about that night and the massive amounts of history behind it. And while I still got the burning pain in my chest, I didn't cry, so that was a step forward. And she said some interesting stuff, which I'm still mulling over and not ready to write about just yet, but I guess the weird part is that I kinda want to talk to you about it, but mostly I actually don't. I want this to be for me this time. I want to sort this out for me, and I don't want you to be a part of it at all. I guess while you broke me, I want to fix myself and know that I didn't need you to do it...maybe that has been the final step all along. I'm sorry we can't be a part of each other's lives, but maybe that is for the best. I did love you though, don't ever forget that. -me |
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