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Oh, my. It has been a long time. Many things have happened since I last posted, and I'm sure all one of you who reads this (*cough*jessica*cough*) is curious, but most of it is complicated, so just a quick update of the most important bit:
My boyfriend and I broke up, about six weeks ago. And after about a week of mourning, I realized I was happier, and decided to move on. He in turn decided that I was getting over him too fast and wigged out on me. The unpleasantness is not over yet, not by a long shot, but we're trying to stay friends, and hopefully he'll figure out how to do that.
In other news, I have a new boy already. This pleases me; for one, I know I'm over the aforementioned now-ex boyfriend, and two, I am foxy. It only took a few weeks of fresh availability to attract new guys :D
The new boy is not my boyfriend; indeed, I have no intention of making him or allowing him to become so. For most of my life, I've been single, and I feel like that's the "real" me. I'm just not very good at being a girlfriend, and I'm happier when I'm on my own. So often with the aforementioned now-ex boyfriend I felt stifled and odd, and I have high hopes that someday I'll find someone who will not make me feel that way. At all.
Anyway, yes. I'm happy, apart from occasional minor unpleasantness resulting from my moving back in with my parents. Happy is good.
My boyfriend and I broke up, about six weeks ago. And after about a week of mourning, I realized I was happier, and decided to move on. He in turn decided that I was getting over him too fast and wigged out on me. The unpleasantness is not over yet, not by a long shot, but we're trying to stay friends, and hopefully he'll figure out how to do that.
In other news, I have a new boy already. This pleases me; for one, I know I'm over the aforementioned now-ex boyfriend, and two, I am foxy. It only took a few weeks of fresh availability to attract new guys :D
The new boy is not my boyfriend; indeed, I have no intention of making him or allowing him to become so. For most of my life, I've been single, and I feel like that's the "real" me. I'm just not very good at being a girlfriend, and I'm happier when I'm on my own. So often with the aforementioned now-ex boyfriend I felt stifled and odd, and I have high hopes that someday I'll find someone who will not make me feel that way. At all.
Anyway, yes. I'm happy, apart from occasional minor unpleasantness resulting from my moving back in with my parents. Happy is good.