I drunk texted him the other day & spilled my guts about all of it. I was embarrassed for a little bit and now I feel immensely better. Felt like closure? In a strange way. Still gonna go visit him, but I feel like I'm my own person again and not a balloon tied to a string on his finger or something.
I'm hoping seeing him in person doesn't drag me back to "omgomgomg" dying mode but I can't not go see him either. Hah.
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I kind of want to hug you.
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I drunk texted him the other day & spilled my guts about all of it. I was embarrassed for a little bit and now I feel immensely better. Felt like closure? In a strange way. Still gonna go visit him, but I feel like I'm my own person again and not a balloon tied to a string on his finger or something.
I'm hoping seeing him in person doesn't drag me back to "omgomgomg" dying mode but I can't not go see him either. Hah.
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