Thank you for the lovely evening, Seiichi. We'll have to do that again sometime. :)
It's been a while since I've posted. These things are harder to keep up with than I thought they would be. Seems I only use this thing to comment with which is just as well. I've never completely grasped the concept of keeping an online journal so perhaps it is simply not for me though perhaps, this is my weariness talking. It feels good to burn off some of this nervous energy.
So how is everyone doing? Well, for yourselves, I hope.
[Any chance we could meet up sometime this weekend? There is something pressing that I would like to speak to you about.]
[I would like to continue sessions with you at your earliest convenience. When might you be available?]
[It's amazing what a little positive reinforcement can do, even when given in one's dreams. It's hard, amazingly hard some days, and when I'm alone, sometimes all I want to do is give up and usually, it's when I'm thinking of Bunta that it comes to pass.
Bunta's not the problem but he's a symptom. I can't keep putting off treating it, not if I want to move on. I have a chance at a fresh start, finally getting myself together. So does he and I'm happy for him. I'm glad he's found someone that makes him happy, someone he wants to grow old with, and this time I mean it. Just knowing he's happy in his own life, even if it's away from me, brings me more happiness than perpetuating this dead relationship ever has.
I wasn't strong enough before but now I am. He's the last link. It's time to finally say goodbye.
[OOC: Strike deleted.]