I can't lie and say that I wanted this. I can't say that I feel good about it either, but it wasn't my choice, so now I'm MAKING a choice of my own.

I'm going to Grow. I'm going to live. I'm going to be my own person again, even if I don't want to. Life is about making the difficult decisions. I'm not going to mope or cry anymore, I'm going to focus. School is important, especially now. This is the hardest semester I've had so far, which makes it essential that I focus. If in a a few weeks, or months, we talk again maybe I'll be a new me, you'll be a new you. Maybe you'll fall in love again and maybe I'll be able to overcome this hurt. Since I don't know your reasons or thoughts, I'm just going to give up.

I love you with all my heart, but I know that if it's meant to be it'll happen so I'm not going to force it. No more questions, no more texts, emails, or calls.

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My friends are having a super bowl party at their house, and I'm invited.. I'm not really in the partying mood, but I think I should go. I guess I'll take homework with me. At least then I'll get some work done AND maybe a free meal.

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Day three?

I worked until late last night, and I was kept busy, so that helped. Unfortunately my coworked asked me, "weren't you engaged? Where's your ring??".. FML. Since when do men notice rings? I told him no, we weren't engaged, it was a promise ring, and we broke up. I cried. In the end he gave me some good advice, but I still wish I didn't keep having people ask me about it.


When I got done with work, as I was getting into my car I called him, purely out of habit..About 3 rings in I realized what I was doing and hung up. Then I cried and called my mom. She was great, she always is. I can always count on a level head from her. So I got home around 1 AM. Only then I was alone, and I couldn't stop thinking. I didn't get to bed till 4:45ish. I'm so exhausted, and I can't concentrate. I can't handle feeling like this. I hate it.

I keep analyzing what I've said to him over the course of the last few days. I want him to know I love him with everything that I have. I can't go ten minutes without feeling like someone just punched me so hard it takes my breath away.. I get this panicky feeling and then I cry. I can't stop thinking about the "what ifs". I don't want to think about things like "maybe he found someone else", or "it's just over", or "he doesn't love you anymore", but I can't help it.

It seems like there should be no tears left in my body to shed, but then they come again, in a hurricane. I lost my lover, best friend, boyfriend, and my whole life is messed up now. I wish it were as easy for me as it seems to be for him... I should really try to pick up the pieces of my life and try to put them back together, but I feel as if half of the pieces are missing.

Natalie.


I wonder if I ever told him about this site.. Maybe if he read it he would still know how much I love him. I want my Cobo back. I want my heart back.

Day 2 of the breakup.. I still hurt. I couldn't sleep last night. I've been crying all morning, and it's only 8. I can't believe how much this hurts. I know I need to give him space, but my first instinct is to text him every time I experience something. I didn't get a goodnight text last night, or a good morning one earlier.. I can't remember the last time that didn't happen. I can't go more than 10 minutes without thinking about something and starting to tear up. I hate how helpless this makes me feel. This had better heal fast because I don't know how long I can take feeling like this.


I have work tonight at 4. I'm bartending. Maybe this will be the first time I get drunk at work... I say that, but I can't do it. I'm a good girl. Maybe he wanted a bad girl. Why wasn't I enough???

It's OVER

Well.. four years and three months and it's over. I've never been broken up with before. I can't believe how much this hurts. I had to take down half the pictures on my walls.. take shirts out of my closet, jackets too.. I had to find the boxers he left, all the small things he's given me.. jewelry. Countless things. I had to hide them. I can't look at them without crying. Hell, I can't do much of anything without crying. I hate this. I packed away the promise ring and the pearl set he gave me.. I thought I was going to wear those pearls on our wedding day. I cannot believe this happened.


He said he loved me last night.. I guess it wasn't enough.

Junior Year


It's a new school year. A new beginning. Nursing school is officially here and I think I'm going to love it. Along with my 1,200 + dollars in books I also got a lab coat, scrubs, a sphygmomanometer ( a stethoscope) haha, and a BP cuff, as well as a pen light, reflex hammer, and some bandage scissors!! I'm so excited. I can't wait to start clinicals!! I'm just excited in general about school this year. :)


One thing I am not excited about is leaving Conor. I keep thinking over and over again how much this stinks. I love him, it's normal to want to be close to each other.. and yet we are so far apart. I know we are both focusing on school and we are at the places we should be, but it's hard to accept. I can't wait until I graduate and we can be together. I feel like I'm missing part of myself when we are apart. Today he had an audition for a symphony orchestra. It was a pretty big deal and I wasn't there. He ended up just missing making it and my place should have been right next to him, supporting him; yet I wasn't. It stinks. This year is going to be a tough one for me, and I'm sure his will be too... I feel like this year, more than any other before, I will need his encouragement and support to get though it all, but He's not going to be here. At least Soph is here. :)

Well. I don't know when I'll write next.. maybe not for a long time, obviously my track-record isn't very good. ;-)

Natalie




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