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.


  1. Oh no kip. I'm so sorry. :(

  2. I say love will come to you
    Hoping just because I spoke the words that they're true
    As if I offered up a crystal ball to look through
    Where there's now one there will be two

    And I wish her insight to battle loves blindness
    Strength from the milk of human kindness
    A safe place for all the pieces that scattered
    Learn to pretend there's more than love that matters

    "Love Will Come to You"
    Indigo Girls

  3. Oh, I'm sorry. That stinks. You can join my Unlucky In Love club.