Well, tomorrow morning, there’s going to be an awkward hour and fifteen minutes. We haven’t spoken since Thursday night and I’m still upset with him, but not as much. I think the weekend gave me time to let everything sink in. I’m still deeply hurt and I don’t know how long it’s going to take for me to feel like myself again. But tomorrow is supposed to be a beautiful day, the sun will be out, so I’m going to try and not let it bother me too much.
This sucks because I really want to talk to him, but I’m mad at him. How is this even possible? Why do I feel so conflicted? How do I have feelings for someone who just tossed me aside? A million thoughts are running through my mind before I get some sleep…hopefully I’ll get sleep tonight. I’m a mess.