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Well, where to start. Moved outta that house... moved in with dad, although I try not to be here whenever possible. Doing a pretty good job of not spending money, like, at all... so I should be out of here and into my own apartment in about a month or so, I pray.
Bri dumped me on the Saturday night before Valentine's Day. It wasn't cool. Kinda messy. Okay, it was very fuckin' messy. Neither one of us wanted it to go down that way, but with a relationship that intense, it was bound to. Like a good friend once told me, it can only go as far one way as it can the other. But, y'know, I'm quite intent on getting her back, in time, and I don't think it's that unimaginable. The odds are against me a little, but I'm used to that. It seems we both have things we need to work on before that could ever happen, though. We weren't ready. I'm going into therapy again... gonna work on getting my temper under control. I know that's the main thing that's always bothered her. Even though I never snapped at her or anything really, I know it still worries her when I lose my cool as I'm so well known for doing. I know in my heart that I'm a lovable person and I'm gonna work hard to become someone that would be easier for her to love. We're on friendly terms again after a brief period of bitter silence. Every time I sneak a peek at her at work, I notice that she's looking right back at me... lol... and then we both look away real fast. Which I take as a good sign. Shows that I'm still on her mind.
Basically, starting over again at square one, and trying to do it right this time. Going to be her friend like I was before anything else, and just maybe we'll end up going down the same path as before... only we'd be better prepared.
Bri dumped me on the Saturday night before Valentine's Day. It wasn't cool. Kinda messy. Okay, it was very fuckin' messy. Neither one of us wanted it to go down that way, but with a relationship that intense, it was bound to. Like a good friend once told me, it can only go as far one way as it can the other. But, y'know, I'm quite intent on getting her back, in time, and I don't think it's that unimaginable. The odds are against me a little, but I'm used to that. It seems we both have things we need to work on before that could ever happen, though. We weren't ready. I'm going into therapy again... gonna work on getting my temper under control. I know that's the main thing that's always bothered her. Even though I never snapped at her or anything really, I know it still worries her when I lose my cool as I'm so well known for doing. I know in my heart that I'm a lovable person and I'm gonna work hard to become someone that would be easier for her to love. We're on friendly terms again after a brief period of bitter silence. Every time I sneak a peek at her at work, I notice that she's looking right back at me... lol... and then we both look away real fast. Which I take as a good sign. Shows that I'm still on her mind.
Basically, starting over again at square one, and trying to do it right this time. Going to be her friend like I was before anything else, and just maybe we'll end up going down the same path as before... only we'd be better prepared.