The day after

My birthday was yesterday. Sorry I didn’t make an entry. I turned 49, by myself.  I got the usual greetings from my boys, it was nice, but not like it used to be.

I got mad at her.

I guilted an acknowledgement from her. I shouldn’t have. For some reason in my head I believe she still holds something for me.

I’m stupid that way.

I think my empathy is what will eventually lead to me being a lonely man for the rest of my life.