Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Fresno and I are over.
It is not his fault. He has to follow his heart... and promptings of Heavenly Father.
I am trying very hard to remember it is not my fault now either.
But, regardless of faults, it just hurts so bad I can't describe it with words. Especially since 10 minutes after the news I had a very unhappy doctor's appointment and had to add even more pills and ended up mostly talking about Diabetes instead of why I even went there.
How do I feel? Something like this:
Nope. Does NOT cover it.
But I really don't feel like writing more. I feel like getting drunk. However, I will not, but WILL probably break rules and take a nap.