I just wanted to tell everyone “thanks.”
My inbox has been flooded with emails that have made me feel so wonderful. Some from dear friends, some from strangers, but all so very meaningful.
When people ask me how I’m doing, my response is “actually, really well.” This has been the oddest breakup I’ve ever gone though in that it hasn’t been awkward and it hasn’t been (terribly) hard. Maybe it is because it was so mutual, maybe it’s because Pete and I had both come to the conclusion that it was bound to happen…I don’t know. But I do know that the wonderful emails and comments and calls that I have gotten have made it so much easier.
How did I get so lucky to garner such support? I feel so grateful to all of you…really. Thank you.
I’m sorry that I haven’t been posting here lately. I’ve only had one thing to talk about and I haven’t much felt like talking about it. But I can’t deny it anymore, so here goes:
My relationship has fallen apart.
Pete and I broke up, officially, on Monday. We broke up unofficially last Monday and even more unofficially a couple of months ago. The fact is we’ve both been pretty miserable for quite some time, and I got to the point where I couldn’t handle it anymore.
Nothing big happened- no huge fight, no betrayals, no drama. We just stopped loving each other. We’re too different and our friendship wasn’t strong enough to pull us through the difficulties a relationship can bring.
So I’m in the process of trying to figure out what in the hell I’m doing and where I’m going and how I’m going to survive. I know I can do it, because I’m strong and independent and smart, but it’s still pretty damn scary.
I’m sorry I’ve been silent about this, but I have a hard time admitting when there is a problem in my life that I don’t know how to fix.
Being alone in New England is a place that I never thought I’d be in, but here I am.