I woke up crazy early this morning since i couldn't seem to make it back to sleep, i went for a morning run. It felt like ice going through my lungs, but it was liberating.
Ive been basically laying in bed for a day and a half with the blahs. I convinced myself during the week that i was ok and doing well and by Friday evening i was in the dumps again. No appeitite, no desire to cook, just a diet of pain, tears and dread. I usually saw him on the weekend and I wint be seeing or talking to him and its hurtful. then fact that my closest "friends" havent even checked in with me just angered me. It's been almost 5 years and the closest friend i have, i just broke up with.
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