Thursday

[mynewplace]

I keep telling myself I need to get back to reality.  Fantasy world is staying all weekend at Brent's house, doing absolutely nothing but eating, t.v.ing, and sleeping, ignoring my own home and chores.  It's got to stop, this is ridiculous. It would be different if we were building a life together, but he's determined to kill the only part of himself that is capable of loving me.  And I need to be loved. At least I think that's what I need - it's hard to say you need something you've never had before. But I'm pretty certain, based on the love of other people in my life, that love is what I need. I guess I probably ought to say this to him before the weekend. There aren't many "right" times to say this sort of thing. And I'm not certain that it's necessary to end things altogether.  I guess that's where it will go, though, because he's not going to stop trying to kill his heart, certainly not for my sake.

Comments

[sapphirescarlet.livejournal.com]

And you're not overstepping. I need this kind of conversation, and I'm exhausting all the usual suspects.

[popfiend.livejournal.com]

Since I'm relatively new here, maybe I can offer a fresh perspective.

That or maybe I can just be a new ear.

Whatever you need.

*HUG*

Feel free to drop me a line if you need.