I finally did it.
Ok...not what you think...what I meant by that was I finally told my best friend (guy) that I wasn't going to be his roommate, or even move to Portland for that matter. He's really mad now, not to mention heartbroken. He can play it off like everything is going to be ok, but I know him, and I know him well enough to know that he's going to be very sad about this for a while. Most likely I'm going to give him some time to mull things over, there's really nothing I can do from waaay over here.
I had to be honest with him, I had to tell him the truth, because with anything else, he would see through it, and not being honest with him would hurt him even more. I wanted to do this in person, but it's been weighing me down for the last couple weeks now on how I should tell him. I wanted to do it in person, but he's coming to here to have fun, not be bogged down by this news. I guess I'm doing him a favor. I love him sooo much, and he means the world to me, but I have this horrible feeling that if I did move to portland and be his roommate, then something would happen, not necessarily between he and I, but in general that would make it weird between us. *sigh
I don't expect him to understand why I'm doing this, in fact I don't expect anyone to understand. All I know is that I've been looking at my life seriously for the last couple weeks, and even though I'm making the right decisions and doing what I'm supposed to, I still feel very unhappy. I want an adventure, I want to find "the one", get married and have a family. I want to create and have a job that I control. I want to make people feel good by making quality clothing of my design. Most of all, I don't want to waste any more of my youth.
Well, I guess by tomorrow I'll be happy in my oblivion via medication....*sigh...I'm waiting Lord, patiently waiting for my life to be a little easier and a little more worth it...even MY patience wears thin sometimes. We shall see. Cio'










