I just can’t keep the smallest bowl of cheerios down since he left me…He showed up at work last night (I didn’t know he was scheduled to work too but it turned out he was…) Everytime I looked at him I just started crying my eyes out…
I ended up getting home from work at half 10, only to write him a ten page letter (well ten and a bit) asking him to reconsider his decision to break up with me…I got the postie to drop it in this morning, as he [not the postie] only lives in the next road…haven’t heard from him since…we are still friends and all, and he’s giving me cuddles at work and telling me soon I’ll be “fine” and “everything will be ok” and how when he sees me cry he feels “ashamed” of himself, so it’s not that he’s going to react badly to the letter, but he gets offended (long story won’t go into) when people tell him they’re suicidal, and I sort of touched on that fact…
I’ve got to go to work in half an hour. He’s not working tonight, but I have to walk past his house, and I am a little nervous. Another night of trying to hide my tears from the customers. It doesn’t look good, but I can’t help it.
