After a good night's sleep
(Well, thanks to about 4 sleeping pills. Meh)
The only thing I'm angry about is how he ended it. Hey ended it with a "Dear John" email. Even after I told him to call me and tell me what was going on. Just one email and that's it. Nothing else. We were friends once, but he couldn't give me the respect and the decency of having a conversation with me. He would rather take the cowards way out. So now, even the possibility of salvaging our friendship is gone. I'm left with an empty heart and a head full of What the Fuck.
Call me a glutton, but I miss talking to him. We always had great conversations. And now it's just all gone. Poof.
It's sad really. I'm sure he has his reasons for the way he handled it, but it's really sad that he could still utter those three words to me, even in the very email he sent. Actions speak so much louder than words, don't they?
I'm not going to fight it. I'm not going to beg and plead, because that is just not my way anymore. If it is so easy to let go and erase everything, then it wasn't worth having in the first place, no matter what the reasoning behind it.
I'm thinking about taking some leave in July back in Texas. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. I have no clue. But I have decided to go see the detailer this afternoon and try to get a ship somewhere on the East Coast. I don't care where at this point, as long as it's not Japan, and it's not back in San Diego. Although San Diego is familiar to me, and it would be far enough away from everything. Hmmm...maybe Hawaii? Or Italy? We'll see.
The only thing I'm angry about is how he ended it. Hey ended it with a "Dear John" email. Even after I told him to call me and tell me what was going on. Just one email and that's it. Nothing else. We were friends once, but he couldn't give me the respect and the decency of having a conversation with me. He would rather take the cowards way out. So now, even the possibility of salvaging our friendship is gone. I'm left with an empty heart and a head full of What the Fuck.
Call me a glutton, but I miss talking to him. We always had great conversations. And now it's just all gone. Poof.
It's sad really. I'm sure he has his reasons for the way he handled it, but it's really sad that he could still utter those three words to me, even in the very email he sent. Actions speak so much louder than words, don't they?
I'm not going to fight it. I'm not going to beg and plead, because that is just not my way anymore. If it is so easy to let go and erase everything, then it wasn't worth having in the first place, no matter what the reasoning behind it.
I'm thinking about taking some leave in July back in Texas. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. I have no clue. But I have decided to go see the detailer this afternoon and try to get a ship somewhere on the East Coast. I don't care where at this point, as long as it's not Japan, and it's not back in San Diego. Although San Diego is familiar to me, and it would be far enough away from everything. Hmmm...maybe Hawaii? Or Italy? We'll see.