It's over.

[docwebster]

Ranada's met somebody else. We're still going to be good buds and roomies. Not like I have a lot of choice - the station isn't making enough money for me to make it on my own yet and my physical problems have me in pain even when I do something so simple even as taking garbage down to the curb.

We've been precious little other than roomies who have sex every once in a while for a long time now, anyway, so this isn't a total shock. But even knowing down deep that it was coming, I can't help but have this feeling of "Mind that bus, what bus, splat" (and yes, bun, that was taken from Red Dwarf).

Yes, we've "broken up" before. But I think this time - it just feels like she means it, you know? I feel in here like she means it.

Now what the fuck do I do?

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keep on trucking, hoss.

[lavinia-3jane.livejournal.com]

As a person who has unfortunately been in your shoes, I can say this; you seem at least on the surface to be very matter of fact about it all, just remember to admit to yourself that yes it will hurt and its ok to allow it to.
I was the same amount of pragmatic when my ex and I went splat (i was 7 mo preg at the time), but it caught up with me eventually. I ended up in the hospital with a KILLER stress migraine and as my ex put it at the time.. "Mind over matter is good for the mind, but not so good for the matter" so let yourself be in the moment when the moment strikes.