Now on to my slightly more standard depressing whining. Today marks one week since I broke up with Laura. I thought I was getting over her, and even quicker then I thought I would. I haven’t spoken to her since we broke up and I have no intention of starting a conversation. This led me to believe I was getting over her, I think I have been fooling myself. I now realise that although I am not talking to her, I am constantly thinking about the fact I am not talking to her. Sounds pathetic I know, I am truly aware of this. I am debating whether to even post this as it sounds so pathetic. I keep trying to re-word this no matter how it is phrased it sounds just as bad.

I don’t know if I want her in my life or not any more. I a find myself very confused over the matter. Whether I want her in my life or not though, I am very aware of the fact that she isn’t a part of it presently.