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Last Tuesday (the 11th) Rhia and I had a long talk where in I had the distinct displeasure of having to be the bad guy. In other words, I let her know that I'm not going to stay with her next year.
It's complicated and simple at the same time. She's simply too messy for me, but also she doesn't have any idea what she's doing with her job, degree, and the offers currently coming in so I have to make sure I'm taken care of and stable so that I can get my thesis done.
I don't have too much to say about the whole thing. I've enjoyed my relationship, have no hard feelings, and feel pretty optimistic about the future. Being able to be free and stupid if need be, is somewhat exciting. I really want to be able to do the things I want or need to do or make major mistakes without fucking up someone else's life.
Sad and happy at the parting, excited about possibilities. That is all.
It's complicated and simple at the same time. She's simply too messy for me, but also she doesn't have any idea what she's doing with her job, degree, and the offers currently coming in so I have to make sure I'm taken care of and stable so that I can get my thesis done.
I don't have too much to say about the whole thing. I've enjoyed my relationship, have no hard feelings, and feel pretty optimistic about the future. Being able to be free and stupid if need be, is somewhat exciting. I really want to be able to do the things I want or need to do or make major mistakes without fucking up someone else's life.
Sad and happy at the parting, excited about possibilities. That is all.