"Hunny, you get to give rectal exams"
Well, this just got easier. Mark wanted to take a "break". I fought, and fought and fought. For him. For us. I didn't even do anything wrong, but I was fighting for us. And he wanted a break.
I wasn't fooled. I knew that this was simply so that he could have sex with/have a relationship with the guy that he cheated on me with. He told me he loved me. He told me he didn't want to do this to me, to be with me when he couldn't stop thinking of this other guy. And I told him that this wasn't going to be just a break. That if he went through with this, he wouldn't get me back.
He. Broke Up. With me.
What. The. Fuck.
Hey, but, at least I have closure, right? And two new boyfriends, Ben and Jerry. They treat me right. They love me. They won't cheat on me. Its a win-win situation. Right?
I really... I really feel kinda okay. Like, I feel good about this almost. I feel like I can focus and I can watch Grey's and feel better. I can finally focus all of my energy on school. I don't have to worry about him or any guy. And hey, dating? Fun, right?
Its almost as if this has given me back my drive. To be all that I can be, to become a doctor. A surgeon. The best. Maybe I need to be alone for this. But it'll happen.
I'm manic. I know this. Its still SO much better than anything I've been feeling over the past two days.
I wasn't fooled. I knew that this was simply so that he could have sex with/have a relationship with the guy that he cheated on me with. He told me he loved me. He told me he didn't want to do this to me, to be with me when he couldn't stop thinking of this other guy. And I told him that this wasn't going to be just a break. That if he went through with this, he wouldn't get me back.
He. Broke Up. With me.
What. The. Fuck.
Hey, but, at least I have closure, right? And two new boyfriends, Ben and Jerry. They treat me right. They love me. They won't cheat on me. Its a win-win situation. Right?
I really... I really feel kinda okay. Like, I feel good about this almost. I feel like I can focus and I can watch Grey's and feel better. I can finally focus all of my energy on school. I don't have to worry about him or any guy. And hey, dating? Fun, right?
Its almost as if this has given me back my drive. To be all that I can be, to become a doctor. A surgeon. The best. Maybe I need to be alone for this. But it'll happen.
I'm manic. I know this. Its still SO much better than anything I've been feeling over the past two days.