So...Josh and I broke up.
He initiated it, but I basically agreed. Breaking up makes more sense than staying together, etc etc, and so on. Don't feel like typing it up, frankly. Still friendly, as few hard feelings as is possible when you break up after a year and a half.
Which doesn't mean it doesn't blow, because it blows, and I feel incredibly shitty, even though it wasn't his fault. Or mine. Fuck these no fault breakups.
I'm sorry about informing most of y'all via LJ. The people I would call are basically all busy or asleep and I'm not so upset I need wake up or interrupt people. I'm drinking tea and alternately crying and bitching to Rachel. I'm coping. I'll deal.
He initiated it, but I basically agreed. Breaking up makes more sense than staying together, etc etc, and so on. Don't feel like typing it up, frankly. Still friendly, as few hard feelings as is possible when you break up after a year and a half.
Which doesn't mean it doesn't blow, because it blows, and I feel incredibly shitty, even though it wasn't his fault. Or mine. Fuck these no fault breakups.
I'm sorry about informing most of y'all via LJ. The people I would call are basically all busy or asleep and I'm not so upset I need wake up or interrupt people. I'm drinking tea and alternately crying and bitching to Rachel. I'm coping. I'll deal.
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