Not a good night. I came home Sunday night to find the ex on my back porch. All of the neighbors were having a cookout at our place. I played it cool. I was carrying a bunch of stuff, so he opened the door for me a couple of times, but didn't say a word. After I had all of my things in, I went straight to my room and bawled. I HATE regressing like this. I thought I was doing so well after that weekend at home. I wasn't even sad on the drive back. Damnit! So I've been in a funk ever since. Last night, today. I'm back to being sad. Can't stop crying. This sucks!
On a lighter note, my good friend Dude is coming this week to visit. She might be coming in tonight, I'm not sure. I definitely don't get to see her very often, so that'll be a nice distraction this week.
Aaarrrghghghghh! I shouldn't HAVE to have distractions anymore! I'm so pissed!
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