So as I was texting a friend today, I explained how I sabotaged myself last night and she asked a question that gave me great pause. ‘What exactly, did you sabotage’? Hmmmm, uh, that would apparently be my delusions of living happily ever after with TD and kids. How pathetic. I didn’t sabotage anything. There wasn’t anything to sabotage. I just insured that TD and I would not be friends any more. That needed to happen. Actually, none of this needed to happen. Or should have happened months ago. Time to move on.
Oh, and Amy, although he specifically asked me not to do it last night as he likes to check in and make sure I’m okay when he doesn’t hear from me, I am now sitting at 149 friends on FB whereas I was at 150 last night. 😦