A time to love, a time to mourn...

Mar 13, 2011 18:03

And who knows, maybe I'm just having a depressive phase.

Grandma's birthday was wonderful, and she loves the pale-purple scarf I knitted her.

We had coffee and cakes at grandma's home, the cakes all were delicious, though I only ate the two pieces of the strawberry cake she held back for me from her birthday last weekend.
In the evening we've been in a nice restaurant with the whole family. Everyone could choose his favourite dish and we were led through the building which houses the restaurant, an old oil factory.

Today mom and I came back home. And I left S, my  board.
I've been thinking of leaving for longer now. But today... I had a desastrous friendship with one of the women there, her foster daughter ignores me now, and one of the men was my lover.
And I can't kick them off, I can't ignore them, so I left.
Maybe a bit too hasty, but I just couldn't take it, seeing them all so cozy there.
I admit that I did hope that foster mom and foster daughter would leave the board. But no.
And since I can't kick, since I can't explain or give reasons, and since I want to leave foster mom and foster daughter as far behind me as I can...

I'm going to miss the rest of the guys, but I'm not out of the world, I'm still around.

sad

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