Well, it’s official, I’m absolutely miserable. I really thought I would be okay, but I’m not. This is the fifth time I’ve had to run to the bathroom at work to cry tonight. We had a good talk last night, and I totally understand why he made the decision he did. I was right. He is that great guy who broke up with me to avoid really hurting me in the future. I am just dumbfounded at how wonderful he is, so even though it makes it somewhat easier knowing why, it makes it so much harder because he really is the most amazing man in the world, and I lost him.
I want to go with him as he chases his dream, but he doesn’t think that’s a good idea. I know what it’s like to chase a dream and I wish I could be there to see him do it and be his support. I just don’t know what to do with myself. I wish he wasn’t choosing this new career goal over me, but I understand at the same time. I’ve never wanted to follow anyone before. I feel so lost.