Damnit...

I am never right about anything. But when it comes to the end of relationships, I am a fucking savant. Fantastic.

So, as will come as very little surprise to anyone, it is over. I know I sound angry. I am not sure how I feel. Again, more of this out of body feeling I have had over the last 24 hours. He pegged it to an insurmountable distance issue. Assuredly, the distance put pressure on the relationship that otherwise would not have been there. It artificially accelerated everything. But if you were really excited about the person you would give it a go. However, best to know he is not excited now, rather than later, I suppose. God, I feel so fucking numb. Like literally, I cannot feel my fingers. My body could be made of silly puddy and being contorted in all sorts of shapes right now and I am just watching it happen. Okay, that last sentence makes no sense. I guess I am just... again, numb. My body and my brain are protecting me.

The latest guy has dumped me. The Boy is engaged. I am going to be 31 in 18 days. And if I am brave enough, I am going to go see my first love get married this weekend....

Finally, there are the tears....