So I Worried For Nothing

Rob and I talked after I finished up the previous entry and he told me that he’d thought about it and come to the conclusion that if breaking up was what I wanted, he had to accept it, because he knows how stubborn I can be.  And he saw it as hopeful that I hadn’t just said to him, "Okay, it’s over, I never want to see you again, go away," or something like that.

He said it was gonna be hard getting over the different urges, such as asking if I want to sleep in his room whatever night.  But the main thing is, he accepted it.  And he said he was gonna be okay.

We still are having the living arrangement with my parents in New Jersey, but you know what?  I’m a lot more optimistic about us being able to deal with it.

I’m glad I didn’t go through the roller coaster that Mike put me through every time we went through this.  I should have had more faith in Rob that he wouldn’t be the same.

Right now we’re broken up.  But who knows what the future will hold?  We may get back together, we may not, but I think we’ll be able to stay friends.