Good, sweet, merciful gods! I'm back not even 24 hours and things have gone to hell in a hand basket! I mean, issues much?? Last night, Ben and I have Greg convinced, or so it seems, that his "relationship" with a 15 year old three provinces away that he's never met before was wrong, only to find out a few hours later that he's yet again changed his mind and is sticking to his earlier decision: That he loves her, and she loves him. So now he only humors us and pretends to listen, and goes offline when we tell him something he doesn't want to hear. So I've had enough. I can honestly say I have enough on my plate to worry about without taking on all of his made up problems, and his pretend anxiety attacks.
At least I had Ben around last night. I felt awful being up there to vent with him, especially once midnight hit. I knew he was tired, but once I got started, I just couldn't stop. Everything came out. About Greg, about my gramma, about me. Last night I just felt like I was slipping, and that every time I thought I had a hold on something, it was suddenly taken away. Last night was not a good night. It started off fine, but ended with me sobbing in Ben's arms for a while. Today I'm still angry, but I'm also mentally and emotionally exhausted. It's over now, for me. I've washed my hands of Greg and this foolishness, and now maybe I can start to focus on what's really important.
At least today's been better so far by all standards. And, with any luck, it's going to stay that way. Yay me! Now if only WebMaze would work from my room, and I could go and RP. Oh well. Wednesday I hit the SUB, where I know it works. And Rhiannon shall rise again! Woo!
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