I told The Beach Gal goodnight last night. Nothing. I can’t keep this up. No food, no sleep. Have decided if I get the chance again to jump. If not, will just have to get through. Going to make more of an effort to tell the people I love that I love them. Going to talk to my Mom more. Have to get out of this funk. This is why people jump out windows. This shit is awful, pain, regret, sorrow and it all just swirls around and drags you deeper and deeper into depression. Fuck!
Listening to Andy Williams, lonely street, followed by Ed Ames, my cup runneth over with love. Not helping.
Good morning! Mired in payroll…sending you good thoughts and a pummeling back rub. Can you get a pro massage? They can be good at releasing tension.
Work was horrible. Had to reel myself back in. My problems are not theirs. My back is fine. My head is so horribly twisted. I get it in my head. The Beach Gal is lonely, feeling unappreciated. Friend introduces girl to guy. Guy is fun, makes her laugh, is attentive and there. It’s unreasonable to expect girl to walk away from the guy she is having fun with. Makes sense till the fun guy finds fun elsewhere. Maybe that won’t be the case. Maybe he will be the best thing that ever happened to her. Maybe, he appreciates her. Who knows. My brain functions in over drive. What happens if guy turns out to be a shitbag and broken-hearted girl needs a shoulder to cry on. I know the answer to that too. I hold her close and let her cry and try to comfort. Not sure we can ever be again and I think that’s why it hurts so bad. I thought I much stronger than this. Turns out, I’m a big pussy.
Are you about done with those work meetings? Not gonna miss them, I bet.
She won’t see me or communicate with me. Tears her apart. She needs me to be out of mind. If I push too hard she will unfriend me. Has done it before and I don’t want that. Then I have nothing.
I’m sorry. but I think if the talk is on a new level, it could be different. But I don’t know her. I just know you, and how I would react. Use your wall, then. Put up things for her?
I do that as does she. Problem has always been that my wife fights dirty. She forces photos of the two of us and then makes sure she posts them and tags me. I used to not let anyone tag me but that got to be such a constant fight. She has always suspected The Beach Gal was still very much in the picture and it was her way of saying Fuck You. It ate The Beach Gal up every time. This love shit is tough. Much easier to live with someone you tolerate.
The photo today is for her. She will know and she will giggle. I love that little giggle.
Very good! You’ve got it! Ah… your wife’s tricks. I noticed that. They used to be knives in my heart and then I…transcended. Now they look pathetic. And I like them – they give me a chance to see your smiling face! I think…wow… she doesn’t know how she’s helping me! …I also notice how you aren’t touching her or looking at her. hee hee hee. I’m so bad.
How is it you saw that and The Beach Gal could not pick up on that? I never touch her, never look at her on purpose. My way of sending a message.
You heard from her! Yay! No jumping to bad conclusions! *fwap!*
3:03pm Phil
She saw the photo
Yay!
Made my day! First time I have really smiled.
It is amazing how a few little words from the one you love can turn the day around.
Oh my God, crying tears of pure joy. What has happened to me?
Lord, think I got it bad
Where did you go you amazing sweet thing
I was talking to you. π
Glad to help. Can’t have you going off the deep end!
LOL! Pretty intuitive you are
It’s her favorite painting.
Not sure where we are going but hope is a powerful drug.
Perfect!
How’s your foot babe? Getting any better? I worry about you.
It seems a little better today. New PT person is rough, hurts like hell, but it gets better after.
That’s a good thing. PT is a bitch but it works. I’m going to go have a beer and relax. Christmas party tonight. I think I’m going to have a good time. Andy Williams singing Lonely Street again and I’m smiling enjoying his sweet voice
Sounds like a great plan! I’m outta here. Only two weeks until vacation! Hope I can keep from strangling my boss… So glad you are feeling better. Rock it, kid!
Love you Sass. Enjoy the evening!
Hope your evening was good
Had an amazing eggplant parm…
Was a fun evening. I don’t party that much. Has to be the right people and none of them were there. Love eggplant parm! Yum. Think I will sleep peacefully tonight
Except for… never mind.
Such a crappy day turned out to be special. Life is a funny thing
Why special?
Chatted all night.
Ah… nice.
Still no idea what that means but I got a βnight babeβ with a big heart
Iβll take it
That’s a good thing, right?
Sounds very sweet.
Long way from f-u earlier in the week!
A little angel told me to keep communicating, little things.
Does she notice that you’re different?

