I think I might take a break from blogging until my period of mourning and self-loathing is done, I don't want to depress anyone....
It's going into my absolute favorite season. <-----that was sarcasm
During which I have a general need to cry at just about anything.
Actually. I think I've been crying in my sleep if the condition of my eyes in the AM is any indication. I know I haven't stopped thinking about HF. He's been in my dreams.
Going into year #4 of singledom. In fact, I think I can count the dates I've had in the past 3 years on maybe 1 hand? Ok maybe 2 fingers?
Not that being single usually upsets me, in fact, normally it doesn't. But this ridiculous commercial season is so about being in a couple, being with family, and in all truthfullness, for as much as my family tries, I don't really have either of those things.
Friends have all hooked up. And I'm left on my own again.
It's probably best, I'm am horrible company at this time of year. Tears are always just *this* close....and come at the most inappropriate of times.
Ok shutting up now. I've had just about enough of myself.