No one reads this. But it's good for me to write once in awhile, I guess.
It's been a horrible month. It began with an incredibly horrible experience in Florida last month and life continues to suck. I have seen him maybe three times and not for longer than 45 minutes at a time. We're friends - I have no idea how we got here - but we're friends. We don't act like partners, we don't talk like partners - just friends. And it absolutely infuriates me that we can't talk about it. Does he assume everything is fine? Or is the obvious really the truth? I mean, sometimes what appears to be obvious is opposite of truth. So that just adds to my frustration.
Looking for a new place to live and going to try out the room mate situation. Honestly not sure if it will work but we'll find out. We're friends and I really hope living together for awhile does not destroy that. I couldn't hand another failed relationship.
Muddled meanderings of someone who loves God, is out of the closet, out of money, trying to run from karma before it bites him in the butt.
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