Basically I decided that I wanted to start this blog because I need a place to vent. A place with no judgement where I can release for the most part anonymously.
I won't start to far back but the basic gist so far is that My boyfriend of almost 3 years and I just broke up. I really thought things were fine for the most part. They were definitely bumpy, but I guess I was to oblivious to notice the soulless and loveless relationship I was in. Drama ensued and here I am alone, We're not talking which makes him getting back his stuff and getting my stuff back difficult.
I can't really go into detail and to tell you the truth I don't want to either. But yet again I am so very alone like all my previous relationships before. Only difference is that this was my longest relationship. The longest relationship before this was officially 4 months. Fucking Sad huh? But welcome to my life.
So here I am packing his stuff, trying to help my cat to realize he is not coming back. It's hard to take in. My cat rubs against his stuff, gives me that evil eye every time I say he's not coming back. It's like trying to tell a young child during a divorce whats going on. They don't understand. I don't even understand all this. I had a plan, a life, goals and now, what do I have? A half empty room full of good and bad memories. A cat we got together. Stuff we bought together. And a whole where my heart once was.
Is this my fucking life? Alone with a bunch of cats like a spinster lady? Someone who will never get to have a family of her own?
??WHY??
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