The Year of Breaking Up

This has been the year of break-ups. Three relationships went poof and disappeared.

One was slow to end. It was laced with depression and forced by distance. There were attempts at rekindling the flame. It was painful and awkward. We have started talking again. I think we have the potential to be friends. We have always been honest and mostly mutually kind.

One seemingly came out of nowhere but in reality we had been struggling in silence until I was in crisis and didn’t know what else to do. This one I may never recover from. I still weep when I think of it.

One was on, then off, then on, then off, then fake on, then off for good. He said he didn’t want to date, but I think he doesn’t want to date me. He wants to be with someone new and and it was only when that finally happened that he could ask me to leave. Maybe he was biding his time. Using me for sex. It was really all we were good at anyway.

2011 - what year will you be?