That illness was the great provider saving you from your own vice.Hey hey. Before I got sick I was on the way to doing triathlons. I would ride for 3 hours on the mtb, then go for a 5km run.
Then drown?Hey hey. Before I got sick I was on the way to doing triathlons. I would ride for 3 hours on the mtb, then go for a 5km run.
Then swim through his freshly pooled vomit.Then drown?
Self loathing is quite buoyant.Then drown?
I'd buy that for a dollarQuite academic atm, have the energy for about a 50min ride in the 140-180 watts range.
Sorry Ducky.Words were said and tears shed, and we agreed to go our separate ways. It was all very decent and civilised, but I still feel a bit shit tonight.
That's a bit of a downer. Best of luck in the recovery.Words were said and tears shed, and we agreed to go our separate ways. It was all very decent and civilised, but I still feel a bit shit tonight.
Have a hug from a reasonably angry white guy. break-ups are shit, even if they are for the best.Words were said and tears shed, and we agreed to go our separate ways. It was all very decent and civilised, but I still feel a bit shit tonight.
I've generally found those the hard ones. It's easy when you can't stand someone!Have a hug from a reasonably angry white guy. break-ups are shit, even if they are for the best.
Sounds like the right decision. We were in the worst place in 28 years together about 2 years ago. Long term un and underemployment for the Mrs was weighing on her heavily, resentment was coming in from both sides at being stuck in a rut and nothing to look forward to.Gonna drop my tale of woe also.
Tesla?I called an Uber on Friday night
Late reply - Hope your feeling better nowAnother week on and I'm still on a fair old emotional rollercoaster....
To be honest, the trans thing flipped me out a fair bit; I like guys because they're guys, and that fluid gender identity shit is more complicated than my already messed-up head can handle. So after some internal debate I felt that in a physical sense my involvement with J had gone as far as it could go. So I made the difficult decision to end that side of it, but if possible keep a channel of friendship open
Problem is that due to similar psychological problems (his are more complex than mine, and mine are bad enough!), I really empathise with J, and still care about him. Just between you & me, it's really fucking hard to break up with someone you still care about, even when it wasn't that serious. That made me feel like a fair old shithead, and I flipped out a bit again as my brain took off on an irrational guilt trip. The final, brief chat we had, he assured me that I'm not a shithead, and that everything is OK, so that eased part of my mind, but there is still the "oh fuck, it really is over this time" side of things, and I'm likely to never see a guy I hold a fondness for ever again. And that hurts.
The hardest part is giving yourself permission to grieve the loss - At least your still prettyThanks, over the worst of it, but get the odd pangs.