Grieving processes are awkward and hard. I’m so thankful I have friends who tolerate my bipolar moods during breakup sessions. I really thought this one was “the one”. Wrong, of course; big surprise.
I laugh, I cry, I laugh, I weep, I sleep all day.
I love my friends.
I’ve decided to write off “love” for a while. I don’t want romance. I want to love myself. I want to be a great person and a great friend. I want to feel completely free from any ties. Crazy one night stands here I come!!—-just kidding.
Most marriages end in divorce, did you know that? Of course you did. And even people who are married most often seem miserable with each other. I don’t think I want love anymore. I think if I ever get married, it will probably result in divorce 26 years down the road. Who ISN’T divorced, really? Everyone I know.
I don’t know if love really lasts forever like “they” say. I think it is make-believe. I will probably have to take the route of artificial insemination if I ever want to have kids. Oh gahd. I guess that’s the only way to do things these days since people are incapable of monogomy.
If there is such thing as love, I have never seen it. I certainly didn’t receive it from my parents, and they divorced so I guess that love wasn’t there either. I think I am through with love. Have I ever gotten love back? No. Besides perhaps from my dearest friends.
This is a happy realization for me. I am a very loving person, and I will give all the love I’ve tried to give to BOYS instead to myself, my friends, and my dog.