Phrases that have left my mouth today, after the break up.
- I will never have sex again.
- The sex wouldn't have dried up, ever.
- I did like him though, I swear.
- Yes, I think I should go back to therapy.
- He didn't need to debate foreign policy and dweeby internet trends, I can do that with you guys!
- Seriously, God, why are you doing this to me? Cannot I not just have some peace, please.
I have to remember my thoughts before we went through this rough patch.
There were conversations, many, that left me feeling like I was about to have an a fucking aneurysm but there was so much that comforting, relaxing and peaceful about it. I struggle with keeping some sense of inner peace. Yoga has been helping, but pissing off to his house far from the city was always a bit of a trek but equally detaching.
I'm in a bit of denial.
Is this break up a good idea or a bad idea?
Magic 8 Ball says, "Absolutely!".
I'm not 100% convinced, ask me in a week.
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