Tonight M and I went to dinner. During dinner we talked about things. We went to Walmart afterwards to pick up a few things for his move. I was sad. Very, very sad. He could tell and kept asking me if I was okay. At one point he grabbed my hand and gently squeezed it and said everything would be okay. Once we got home we ended up talking some more. By the end of the conversation, I was in his arms crying telling him how much I was so upset with him making me have to do this. He cried a lot too tonight, which was nice to see he does have emotions. After he left for work I tried to pack up some of his things. I got sad though and stopped.
I'm fine if I stay busy but when I stop and think I get sad.
I hate so much I had to do this but I know it's the right thing to do. However, it doesn't make it easy.
4 comments:
Wow. I couldn't do it. You're so strong...and I give you all the credit in the world.
It doesn't sound easy at all. Perhaps it'll be easier once the move is done.
Break ups are never easy. Hang in there girl. I feel for ya.
Hope everything is okay.
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