I am so busy at work. So busy that I really shouldn’t be taking time out for blogging, but I’ve been here for ten hours and haven’t even stopped to get something to eat. I’m hungry and I need to write.
I feel panicky. I do not feel good. I miss him.
And the more stressed out I get, the more I think of him and how he was never in love with me. Never in love with me. Never in love with me.
It hurts.
Pizza of Doom 
A good advice I can give is to focus on the things you like and make you happy. On the little details that day after day make you smile… 🙂
That’s okay that you feel that way, girl. It’s totally normal to have “fall off the wagon days.” Especially on days where you’re stressed, you’re going to think about that person you would have texted to say you’re having a crazy day. Just make sure you give yourself plenty of rest and relaxation when you get home. Rest, a bath, tea, and maybe some trashy TV. That’s what you need. Let it all out lady. It’s okay 🙂 xoxo
Ahhh, thank you. That’s exactly it. I just got home and still have loads of work to do. There’s nobody to chat to or to rub my feet or make me dinner. I have a presentation tomorrow morning, so tomorrow evening I’ll head to the gym and maybe book a massage. I’ll get there. Thanks for cheering me up x
Haha! Just think, I know you’ve said before how much this break-up has cost you on massages and therapists, but it evens out when you think of holiday presents and random things you’d do for him. Book that massage girl! You deserve it!
Booked! You are right. I’m saving a fortune by not being nice to someone who very rarely did nice things for me. And I might be working crazy hours and most likely working the weekend, but on Monday I get to sit on my bum all day on my flight to Boston. Movies movies movies. Bliss x
Ahhh yes! Plane movies and rest. Then you’ll be in a fabulous city for a little bit! Don’t forget to take some time to explore the city. It’s absolutely beautiful, especially this time of year!
It amazes me how we could have so much on our minds, and yet, able to think of those who clearly do not deserve our thoughts. The pain has dulled, but you know, I miss that kind of pain. I realize that I’m losing him bit by bit, by choice, something I never expected to do. That’s an entirely different kind of sad, the one where you crave for something to hold on to. It hurts, still.
It is amazing how one tiny thought can escalate so quickly and send you into a panic. I hope you are doing okay