None of it feels real yet…
It feels more like summer camp: like I’ll be here for two weeks and then go home and forget the whole ordeal. I sort of wish that were the reality of the situation.
I’ve been trying very hard to participate and be friendly, but inside, all I want is to stay in my room, read, and binge watch Netflix.
I don’t think that I really thought any of this through.
That’s the plan.
Tomorrow marks the start of an all new chapter of my life, and I am extremely nervous, but also sort of tentatively hopeful that perhaps I am now most of the way through the proverbial hell.
This is an extremely difficult question, because I believe that everything that I have learned has contributed to who I am today.
It would be easy to say that I wish I could simply “unlearn” knowledge that has hurt me in the past; however, I don’t think that I want to unlearn the things that have hurt me…I think that those are some of the most important lessons that I have learned.
So, I suppose that the short answer to your question would be: nothing.
I already knew that, though.
And you knew that too…that isn’t a new development by any means.
Your sudden doubt is making me feel like you didn’t think this through at all. This isn’t what you really want.
I’m already scared.
She didn’t mean to upset me any. Clearly, she was just another person who had no idea that we had broken up.
"Well, I actually haven’t spoken to him in about two months. So I’m not sure that I’m the best person to answer that question."
I tried to keep my voice light…I tried hard to make sure that my voice wouldn’t crack—to make sure I wouldn’t crumble.
She went on to tell me how glad she is that Nate and I have always been so good at keeping drama out of the workplace…I almost laughed out loud.
I’m glad that at least my bosses don’t see me as a crazy, overreacting ex-girlfriend…even if everyone else does.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
I’m not even entirely sure how to respond to all this, but please know that I do appreciate your words. You are very kind.