- My first consultation with my psych.
- New ink
- Breaking several protocols
- Hating my ex
- Fighting with him for fun
- Being a total bitch
- Binge shopped
- Lost my appetite
- Struggled with insomnia
- Was 2 hours early for work
- Am using my shop's Macbook to blog
- Had 9am days all week
- Hated - no, still hating my PD lecturer
- Wished for more questions on Formspring
- My internet USB is damaged again. And I have to buy a new one. Fuck you M1
- Bought new novels
- Left for home early from partying. I'm getting too old for these.
I've had quite an eventful week. I find myself yearning to be alone, to be isolated from the world. Even my friends and family. After this exhausting relationship in which I had invested too much emotions into this boy, I felt so drained. Like someone scraped me out like a Christmas turkey.
The meds are working fine. They lift me up, I feel happier. I was naive enough to be lost in his eyes, but now I have seen his true colours: a coward, someone unable to accept a flaw, someone whose level of intelligence doesn't match my calibre ---- even had I not committed that "brainless" act, we wouldn't have lasted. I fought hard for this. I fought for a second chance, I fought for us to work out, I fought not to lose interest, I fought not to destroy him. All I had in return was this. We would've expired anyway, his incompetence in dealing with his life issues and secretive nature and harboured love for his ex girlfriend would've driven me away.
I guess I'm glad he left me before I could leave him, so he wouldn't be hurt. Wouldn't want to hurt his fragile little soul.
That 12 year old boy aside, things are smooth sailing for me and I'm riding high on life. Stay gold, kitties. And by the way, you, stop stalking my Twitter. At least I'm insulting you anonymously and not spelling out your name. Why do you even care about my opinion? I thought you "don't give a fuck about me"? Phooey.
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