To wake up crying.

Dear Gary,

I am shocked beyond belief. But I guessed my blog entry last night did prove my point.

While without it, I could have gotten a call in the morning with an apology thought it still exposes me to a repeat episode of the same issue, I got a call at 6.21am this morning, at first refusing to pick up the call trying to feign sleep, telling me something that very well justifies my blog entry last night further.

You asked me what I want.

You asked me why I insulted you.

You asked me why I insulted you in writing in a public domain.

You told me to take the entry down or forget it.

“It” being our relationship.

And I told you. “Then forget it.”

And that’s the end I guess.

When you look back in years, I hope you realised what you’ve done to me.

I’m so overwhelmed with pain now I don’t know what to say.

So. Hospitalised Dad, check. Pay delay, check. Boss who wants to slog me to death, check. Depressed Mom, check. Breakup with boyfriend, check.

Thanks for putting the icing on the cake.

And making me wake up crying.

~ by janathema on March 12, 2009.