I'm feeling all mean right now.
I finally broke down and told my office mate the story in the broadest strokes possible. She honestly had NO idea what was going on with me, in fact she had told her fiance how excited she was for me because I had lost all kinds of weight and was looking great and wanted to start dating (more on that later -- I just don't want to DO it.)
Then I sent her the link to the car crash story and went into a meeting.
When I came out, she said, Aileen I read your blog, and I'm so, so sorry that someone hurt you like that.
And I said, well, thank you, stuff like this does happen to people, doesn't it, but I'm over crying about it, really, I've cried every tear I'm going to cry, because it's actually kind of pointless to cry, don't you think, and would you look at this, oh my god, I'm crying, wow, I honestly thought I was DONE with this, shitohcrap, do you have a Kleenex?
Now I just feel mean.
I think it may be better for me to just crawl back under my rock for the rest of the night.
Oh, the mood swings of recovering from a broken heart. I didn't miss THIS.
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