So, I joined a gym. And it cost me like, a shit ton of money but I think in the long run it will be worth it.
I went over to Lee's last night to get my venus razor. He looked like a train wreck. And well, I was thinking he wouldn't look so down, that he would be happier. I wasn't going to push the subject, but I learned that the girl I saw him with at Barns and Noble was just his cousin, and that she wants to beat my ass because I hurt Lee. But Lee told her that she didn't know the entire story. And I told Lee, I don't want any negativity from this. I don't want the drama, the fighting, I just want to try and get along, if it's possible with the way I've been feeling. Not once did I cry, or feel like crying around him. I felt fine, but it was obvious Lee didn't.
Lee, who told me he hadn't slept in 3 1/2 days. Who hadn't eaten.
He said a family member died. But I also want to think it's more than that. We shared a hug, and I told him I hope we grow a good friendship. But a good friendship will take oodles of time, and hearts to mend.
-sigh-
I'm not going to lie, since I don't cry over my relationship ending, I suffer in other ways. Like when I'm hungry and I'm trying to eat, I'll take a few bites and soon after, I feel like I'm going to literally be sick to my stomach.
I feel sick to my stomach constantly. I can't control it, because I try SO fucking hard, but in the end I feel like I'm going to throw up my intestines.
This is the most painfully hard experience I've had to endure. I've learned that I can't take anything for granted, and I need to treat people better than I do.
I went over to Lee's last night to get my venus razor. He looked like a train wreck. And well, I was thinking he wouldn't look so down, that he would be happier. I wasn't going to push the subject, but I learned that the girl I saw him with at Barns and Noble was just his cousin, and that she wants to beat my ass because I hurt Lee. But Lee told her that she didn't know the entire story. And I told Lee, I don't want any negativity from this. I don't want the drama, the fighting, I just want to try and get along, if it's possible with the way I've been feeling. Not once did I cry, or feel like crying around him. I felt fine, but it was obvious Lee didn't.
Lee, who told me he hadn't slept in 3 1/2 days. Who hadn't eaten.
He said a family member died. But I also want to think it's more than that. We shared a hug, and I told him I hope we grow a good friendship. But a good friendship will take oodles of time, and hearts to mend.
-sigh-
I'm not going to lie, since I don't cry over my relationship ending, I suffer in other ways. Like when I'm hungry and I'm trying to eat, I'll take a few bites and soon after, I feel like I'm going to literally be sick to my stomach.
I feel sick to my stomach constantly. I can't control it, because I try SO fucking hard, but in the end I feel like I'm going to throw up my intestines.
This is the most painfully hard experience I've had to endure. I've learned that I can't take anything for granted, and I need to treat people better than I do.