<- 2002-12-13 * 12:43 p.m. -> Sitting at work, having a pretty good day. Still in having panic attacks but not so bad. I went to her apartment last night. Took the kids. Gave her her Christmas present. It was nice. Felt like it did before I slept with her. Me trying to ignore how I really feel and wishing she would tell me how she felt, but too afraid to ask. She told me to let it go for now, said if I expect her to talk about it that will puch her away. I guess I have decided I would rather have her as a friend than not have her at all. That means I have to listen to her talk about new signifacant others and such. I think I can handle, I guess I really have no choice. Anyway things will be good. I just have to remind myself not to sweat the small stuff.
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