Had a rough time this weekend, mentally. I really felt like drinking again, but I managed to hold off. Didn't lift at all last week, and while my back/neck issue is feeling better, I'm not. Having some "hopelessness" issues again, as pertains to life in general & prospects going forward re: relationships.
This "discouragement" led to my not doing *anything* around the house this weekend, once I got back form my wasted trip. No trim work, no cleaning, no cooking, no laundry. Just binge-watching old tv shows & sitting in the dark, with the occasional foray out for food (once on Sat, once on Sun). I did go see Viv last night for about an hour. Took me almost that long to drive there & back, but I was sick of being in my house & needed some company. It was ok, but it was a bit awkward for me, not sure why.
The thing I was hoping for with the other girl seems to have fallen apart for now, and I'm guessing that it will stay that way for the foreseeable future. At least for the next few months anyway. I didn't really expect the plan to work out, but I had a small hope - that's what I get for hoping. At least I'm reminded again, why I should never get my hopes up. Life lessons, people, learn them.
I guess in a way, it's easier being alone; you never have to be afraid of loss because you really have nothing to lose.
12:34 p.m. - 2015-03-23
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