I broke up with my girlfriend about two weeks ago. We were going out for over two years. She’s great. She loved me and we were a good fit for each other. But we wanted different things in life. And there was no way I could go forward.
On the bright side, I don’t think she wants to cut me or anything like that.
When I was 8 I was playing kickball in the church parking lot with a bunch of other kids. I was clumsy, to say the least (thanks, disability). I fell running to third base and scraped up my knee. It was bad. The skin was off and it was raw.
That’s how it is right now. After two weeks. Raw.
Thanks for reading.