Apr 26, 2005 15:05
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Now that I've gotten enough sleep to last me fifteen years...
I need to put this all down, somewhere. I need to lay it out and make sense of it. Otherwise, my head's going to explode from all of the rationalizing.
The thing with Dad was fine. Janet's nice, and articulate, and not at all what I was expecting, and the whole thing was calm and quiet and nondescript.
I saw the guy yesterday. Not for me, but for her. I don't know what good it did me, if any. It felt more like the world's most awkward first date than anything resembling therapy, but whatever.
I'm staying as long as I can without passing out tonight.
I feel like an idiot, but I miss her like you wouldn't believe.
I hate this.
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