We talked.

So last night I finally decided to give up listening to everyone and just do what I want, try and call Conor. I tried, but he was asleep. Buttt he called me back this morning.

I told him how I thought that he wanted to break up with me from the beginning, and that I was only being short cause I was scared he was going to do it. He said he never intended on breaking up with me, but he thought that's what I wanted.. We were so mixed up. I thought that maybe this would fix things, but I don't know. We said we needed to talk again for longer tonight, since I was on my way into my clinical.

I love him with everything I have and I just hope he feels the same way. I kept telling how much I love him and that he is more important to me than anything else, but he never once said he still loves me. I don't know what's going on. If we broke up because of a misunderstanding, then why is this happening? I don't want to have an air of hope if it's just going to get shot down. I really think that we just need to be completely honest with each other, but I'm scared of what he is going to say.

I think communication and distance are our problems, but when I asked him what he thought about me transferring he seemed like he really hated the idea. I don't understand.

I guess we'll talk about it tonight. BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop

This mess.

On top of all the other great things happening in my life, tomorrow is IV Clinical. I have to be there at 6:30, which really means 6:10, which also means that I will need to leave by 5:50 AM! :/ I'm really stressed about this clinical, and I'm scared I'm going to do something bad.. I think I'm going to just try and approach this like everything else in my life right now: "Fake it 'till you make it."


I'm trying so hard to get through all of this and I can't see any other way to approach my life at this point. What I want to do and what I should do are probably two totally different things, and on top of that everyone is giving me advice about what I should do or telling me their opinion on the situation. All I really want is to know the whole truth, but when I'm not supposed to be keeping in touch with him that makes it hard. I want so badly to call, but then I would cry and not talk. I want to talk without making him feel bad so that he will tell me his honest opinions. I want to ask why now, when this semester we will be seeing each other more than others, and I want to know if he still even loves me. I'm sitting here typing this and I'm not even crying. I have a heavy ache because for me this isn't over.. I have the ache because if I didn't know something was wrong then how could I try to fix it?

This last semester was hard for me. So hard. I felt like I just went from one stressor to another. That all I could THINK about was school or I'd lose my balance and fail. What I didn't realize is that I was so focused on school that I missed whatever problem it is that he has been thinking about. That I was so caught up in myself that I didn't notice there was a problem.. I guess it's hard to say when I'm not sure what the real problem is, but I know that I want to fix it. I know that this relationship is worth more to me than school.. Or was? I guess if to him it's really over then none of that matters now, but I still wish we could talk.

I'm sitting here and all I can think about is how much I hurt. How I feel so alone and lonely when there are two great people sitting in the other room. I am not myself. I feel so vulnerable right now, and I don't think I ever thought of myself as "safe" when I was with him, but now that it's gone I recognize it; like I can't remember ever really feeling like this when I was with him. For the first time in my life I really am feeling lost, like I'm not sure where to go or what to do. People keep telling me "Stay busy" or "Don't think about it" - well, I can't concentrate to do anything worthwhile, and although I have removed things that will remind me of him, I still have four years of history to remember. Not to even mention crawling into the bed that 3 weeks ago we shared. I find myself not being a glutton, as I would have thought, but not eating at all. I had coffee, coke, and a slice or greek bread today, and you know what? I felt sick when I ate the bread.

Well. It's 10:15, and I need to hop into the shower before bed so I can sleep in just a little bit longer in the morning.. I'll be up at 5. Please please Lord, help me sleep tonight. I haven't really slept well in a few days and I need it for tomorrow.

Goodnight.

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.

Hopefully nothing will set me off there. O don't want to cry all the time. Hayley and Kyndall may be used to it, but no one else is. BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop

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.

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