anaphalaxis

Mother: Your supposed to tell me I'm not wasting my life and have got oppertunities to find someone else....

Me: You'll find someone else the moment you stop wasting your time with that looser and get out there....

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Relationship councillor to my old dear gets old after a while, I can tell you. All I've heard for the last year is the trials and tribulations of her and the boyfriend who cares so much it is my responsibility to look after her for two weeks when she's ill. I actually quite like him, but still, I know he's a waster, he won't make her happy and most of all I am sure she doesn't love him.

For a moment or two I wodered whether I should apply the same advice to myself. After all, I am just as guilty of hiding behind something in order to not meet someone. In truth I don't want to meet someone, but perhaps that's a defence thing as well. Really, ultimately I know that I do, Just not now.

The ex turned up unanounced at my mothers' house today because she phoned a few days back in the evening when I was pissed and I told her the old dear was ill.
My mother picked up the phone, and so of course they did the whole *hug hug kiss kiss* thing. "come round any time, you're always welcome" were the last words my mother said to her... I just thought of how glad I am that I don't live here anymore...

I've been managing to get over the whole thing by finding my new life, forging out new things. I don't want to be reminded of the fact that I liked things the way they were...

I hate makeing angsty journal entries, I really do. I'm sorry about the last one and I'm sorry about this one two.. Normal service will be resumed shortly...