I didn't expect this to be so hard. I don't know why either considering the previous two times I said I was going to stop talking to you, I just went and talked to you the next day. Obviously it was bound to be difficult. And that's what keeps me thinking.
Whenever you give someone up, you always start thinking about whether it was a mistake or not. Always. It's natural, and I have to keep telling myself that knowing that if I stick this out long enough, that thinking will pass. I need it to pass because I am currently driving myself crazy. You're the only thing that's been on my mind since I've been home, and I knew that would happen, too. But it's still annoying.
Speaking of being home, I'm home. For three months too long. I am either going to go completely insane or be put in a state of depression sometime this summer; it's bound to happen. I'm just looking foward to the few little road trips that are planned to go visit my favorite people ever again.
I don't know where I wanted this blog to go. I really only wrote it to indirectly talk to you.
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