holy crap.
...what a shitshow.
Pulled a very silly all nighter last night. I get smarter by the day. It's 4:30 and I haven't slept since 10:30 yesterday morning. I'm a little cracked out right now (no, not crack, I'm being facetious), and I think I'm starting to hallucinate from sleep deprivation at an absurd level.
The sick, twisted part- I'm sort of enjoying it.
Work, however, was not fun.
So a whole bunch of shit has gone down since my last update... long and the short of it is that I was right about every arguement I ever had with Tim, Jim and Steph are coming to visit on Tuesday *with the baby* and Harrison and I broke up.
The long version of the story is too long for me to even think about right now. I just couldn't handle it. But before anybody gets all weepy on me, I'm ok. This isn't a horrible thing. We're still friends, I'm not running home, and I'm confident that this really was the right thing to do at this point in my life. I love him so, so much, and I want nothing more for him than to be as happy as he can always be, and I don't honestly think that I'm the girl to make him that kind of happy forever. He's an awesome person, and I have nothing bad to say about him, or any of the time that he and I spent together. I think that this is actually one of those rare occasions where I can honestly say that I'm walking away from a relationship with no hard feelings. I'm more happy that I had the relationship with him than I am sad that it's over.
I'm working on hour number 30 of awake. I need to do something about this.
Pulled a very silly all nighter last night. I get smarter by the day. It's 4:30 and I haven't slept since 10:30 yesterday morning. I'm a little cracked out right now (no, not crack, I'm being facetious), and I think I'm starting to hallucinate from sleep deprivation at an absurd level.
The sick, twisted part- I'm sort of enjoying it.
Work, however, was not fun.
So a whole bunch of shit has gone down since my last update... long and the short of it is that I was right about every arguement I ever had with Tim, Jim and Steph are coming to visit on Tuesday *with the baby* and Harrison and I broke up.
The long version of the story is too long for me to even think about right now. I just couldn't handle it. But before anybody gets all weepy on me, I'm ok. This isn't a horrible thing. We're still friends, I'm not running home, and I'm confident that this really was the right thing to do at this point in my life. I love him so, so much, and I want nothing more for him than to be as happy as he can always be, and I don't honestly think that I'm the girl to make him that kind of happy forever. He's an awesome person, and I have nothing bad to say about him, or any of the time that he and I spent together. I think that this is actually one of those rare occasions where I can honestly say that I'm walking away from a relationship with no hard feelings. I'm more happy that I had the relationship with him than I am sad that it's over.
I'm working on hour number 30 of awake. I need to do something about this.