I drove to Anaheim to have dinner with my friends for the first time in a long while. I had a great time but I wish I had more time to spend with them because I was honestly on the road longer than I was with them. And driving gave me a lot of free time to just think.
It was so lonely. You think I'd be pretty smooth sailing from here on out, but not quite. I just felt so alone. I have spurts of anger and it sucks. I think about how quickly you had "changed" as a result of me breaking up with you because we were so comfortable—and then this sudden change?
I'm angry.
I don't know if I'll ever be completely over it until there is someone better than you, but don't think I'm not trying.
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