Sigh
So.. so much has happened lately. My best friend, my best and most loyal companion.. I had to have him put down 2 Months ago. He would of been 7 Years old this year. Bobby looked to sad on the Vet's table and my heart broke hearing him cry. I never felt so alone until that day when Bobby was gone. I sat in the back of the car on the way home. With the radio off. Was quiet just the way I wanted it. I did not sleep for a whole week nearly. I just cried constantly, locked away in my room.
Shortly after I caught some form of Infection. Scabs and spots were all over my face. The doctor said Its being caused by Stress and Depression. So I've been on Antibiotics and Prozac since. The Prozac seems to work. I think. I still feel sad and tired all the time. Alone..
The Infection is clearing up though. I have my face back. But I still feel so alone..
I miss James.. I miss him dearly. I got too attached to him so I cut him out of my life and stopped talking to him. I was scared that I would become the way I was. Constantly talking and being selfish and sexually driven. And I don't want that. I like him for who he is and he's a guy with a kind face and a kind heart. He just listens to you and dose not judge. He wants me to go to Paintball. I may go but I don't really like Paintball. Last time I went I wound up with 3 fractured ribs a sprained ankle and a busted nose. So I'm a little apprehensive. I'm also still a little unsure about being in a large social situation again.
I want to go somewhere Private with him have a 3rd Date and maybe my last. He's probably no longer interested in me and thats fine. I never expect anything any more.. I stopped that after.. well.. earlier this year I got my heart put through a paper shredder and It's not nice. I'm scared.. scared of what may be, what might happen, what wont happen. But I'm also alone..
I need a hug..
I need a hug in a warm bed with a great film. And Cherry Cola..