Ho ho ho...
So I sent her an email today telling her I couldn't do it anymore. An email. Geez.
I really did try. And I guess that's worth something. I learned a lot about women I think. And about myself. I wish it didn't have to be this way. But there are things I just can't change. About her I mean. And there are arguments I'm just never going to win.
The bottom line I guess, is that I could never make her see that there are more important things in life than cash. Or a job. Or other people's feelings. There's love. And two people who realy love each other should at least try to be together.
I spent a lot of time trying to talk her into something. I spent a lot of time doing all the things she said I had to to keep her love. I did them. And just recently I realized she'd never taken a single step toward me herself. And that there would always be some excuse. And some reason to put things off. On and on.
I couldn't let it go on because I need to save the last shreds of my dignity and self respect. I ended it because I knew it would continue to go on. I sent her an email because if I talk to her, I'm going to beg her to stay with me.
I feel so old. So tired. So...so very tired. I do hope she's happy. I used to call her Moonbeam. Now, I think I'll go throw up again.
Thanks for the kind words.
I really did try. And I guess that's worth something. I learned a lot about women I think. And about myself. I wish it didn't have to be this way. But there are things I just can't change. About her I mean. And there are arguments I'm just never going to win.
The bottom line I guess, is that I could never make her see that there are more important things in life than cash. Or a job. Or other people's feelings. There's love. And two people who realy love each other should at least try to be together.
I spent a lot of time trying to talk her into something. I spent a lot of time doing all the things she said I had to to keep her love. I did them. And just recently I realized she'd never taken a single step toward me herself. And that there would always be some excuse. And some reason to put things off. On and on.
I couldn't let it go on because I need to save the last shreds of my dignity and self respect. I ended it because I knew it would continue to go on. I sent her an email because if I talk to her, I'm going to beg her to stay with me.
I feel so old. So tired. So...so very tired. I do hope she's happy. I used to call her Moonbeam. Now, I think I'll go throw up again.
Thanks for the kind words.