If I operated this blog o' mine as if I were the CIA, today's entry would look something like this:
I am totally stressed out about everything. I can feel myself starting wall up my heart. I don't think that it is a case of too much too quick, more of an issue with this is not really any place I have ever been. I'm scared as hell.
I am developing serious cold feet. I have spent most of today orchestrating a fight in my head.
I am fairly excited tho, I am getting Teezers from Sub House for lunch. Woohoo!
So, nervous and worked up, and I feel bad that I am feeling like I could totally walk away right now. I feel bad that I am not as
affectionate as he is. I feel confused about the next six months.
Tonight, we are going to my parent's and I am to meet Mark. It is just adding to my anxiety.
The worst part is that more and more I don't think that I can accept and deal with his continuing friendship with Rachel. So, in a way her little message to me was pre-emptive because maybe she's really the one who wins.
Nice, huh? I feel better already.