It's This Repetitive Nonesense

*hail, snowball fight & rainbows. only thing missisng was the thunder.


I ended things with Doc. I didn't have the balls to see him for one last time, because I hate disappointing people. I didn't even have the balls to hear his voice, to hear how disappointed he would be. So I left a message instead, saying thanks and that I was sorry I couldn't be fixed. By the way, some things are better off broken.

I remember the last thing we talked about. Of course with every doctor I've had, we've discussed my dysfunctional relationships. He asked me to either write a journal or some kind of log. Well actually, two. One analyzing my life as a whole, the other analyzing my relationships with others, mainly the guys.



 I wonder if it was the dysfunctional relationships that broke me, or if I was already broken to begin with.