Mar 03, 2010 03:21
Ok so here is the situation. Morgan and I have broken up. I don't think she really see's it yet but its happened. Over the past year or so we've broken up and it just came to a point last week. I confronted her about it. I was trying to be calm, cool, and collected but I was an emotional wreck. Everything that came out of my mouth was from a bad breakup song, "we don't talk anymore" and, "we don't spend any time together". She didn't confirm or deny this; she deflected everything. Shamar the therapist in the apt came out mid-argument and mediated. She looked to him to say what she really wanted to which was, "this is a ridiculous conversation, grow up, and be independent". I have just finished a 2-3 hour conversation with him about this. I told him flatly- Morgan and I aren't friends anymore, we are room-mates. I think in the stages of grief I am weaving in and out of depression and acceptance. There are times when I can't stand her behavior and then I think, "oh well..." and start singing; though the thought about her behavior doesn't really escape me, it stays and festers sometimes....
being friends with somebody shouldn't be as complicated as dating them.... this is ridiculous
She said during our short conversation, which might have been her attempt to appease me, "you're afraid of being alone"