Geesh, its almost 5:30 am, ive been up all night and i was looking through some of those funny pics on facebook and i realized something....
After being kicked out 5 months ago why the hell am i still crying over it. After all i spent the last 6 months at least of the relationship drinking every chance i got, taking xanax like they were candy just to tolerate life there and yes, even smoking...
i even remembering telling a friend i thought it was about over with us months before i moved and was trying to figure out how i could find a roomate so i could get the hell out of there and keep my dogs.
My biggest mistake...giving him 90% of my insurance settlement i sure could use that money now and after all of those years all i got was enough to make it on for about a month after i bought everything i needed to be able to move in the first damn place.
i now realize that im soo much better off, and no this isnt a i hate him or i love and miss him post, this is a post saying that i should have had my eyes more open as i did see it coming and even had started planning it before it even started to fall apart...
i simply should have stuck to my first instinct and moved way before all the drama, then it would have been soo much easier on everyone and maybe i would still have some of my friends left that i miss so much.
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