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I am finally moved into my new apartment. It's been busy--I think Monday was the first day I started to feel really lonely. I was trying to go to sleep and got all sad because I was alone. I had to remind myself that I felt this way even when Isaac and I were together. That I would dread coming home because I was never really wanted...like I was an annoyance. I have to remind myself that we never slept together the last 4 maybe 5 months of our relationship...he was always on the couch. It's really not that different except, I come home to my cats and don't have to worry about pissing someone off. I just have to keep myself from slipping too far--because on days like these I feel that at any moment I could lose it. I know I was wrong. He was too. It's over now and I need to pick my broken heart off the floor.