A few days ago, I had another long talk with Richard We've had several of these talks before but I think this time it's offical. We're separated. It was real hard for me to talk to him about it, but it had to be done. I cried a lot and I told him I felt bad and all. He didn't cry and he said himself that he was surprised that he wasn't crying.
We both agreed that things have felt we're just room mates and best friends. We'll continue to live with each other, help each other out with things....just like how things have been...only as friends.
He told me, he wanted me to be happy and that he was sorry for how things went. I told him that I was sorry as well. I wonder to myself, if I had done the right thing, but I guess it will be just something to adjust to. Perhaps it will hit him more in other ways or later on, I dunno.
Last night, i was getting ready for bed. We gave each other a hug, said good night and was about to kiss but stoped ourselves. Instead I kissed him on the nose and he kissed mine. Just different.
I know that I'm going to be hurting for a while. In fact, right now I feel like I want to cry but I got to hold it it. It's going to be another hard week at work. To keep a straight face or whatever...my coworkers could tell that I was real upset and that I was real quiet. I guess we'll see how this work week will go.
Some people ask me, what am I going to do now? I don't know that answer...I need to adjust...think....I dunno...I wish I knew...but i don't...I hope today goes by fast at work...I don't feel like dealing with anyone...I rather just stay in bed all day....like I did the other day...