Day 1 = Massive Fail

I couldn't last a day. What does that say about my level of stupidity?
I'm not sure exactly what it means. But after my two disaster phone
coversations from the dating site, my issues with him don't seem so
bad. But I know that is because I'm roughly a month out from the last
emotional wound. And I've stopped looking in the rear view mirror, so
the pain is very distant. whether it's love or pure dysfunction
disguised as stupidity, I don't know. What I do know is day one didn't
go as planned and he is still holding out hope and dangling it in my
face. Which, I can't lie, I want that hope because I want everything
to workout. I can't yet accept that it's really over inside even
though my intellectual side keeps reminding me otherwise. I am moving
on in action, but my heart still remains with this man that has
captured my soul. I know time will pass when I accept that it's over.
I'm just not ready to do that yet. Day 1 - Take 2.

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