measi's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Changing times LGM just left my apartment a little while ago. He came to chat, a discussion I've been bracing for since my locked entry early this month. It was rough, and I'm still in a bit of the "sup sup" stage from crying, but I think I'm okay. Stuff needed to be said, and I hope that LGM listened to me like I did to him. It didn't go as bad as I have feared it will. There really weren't any definite decisions. We're actually where I've wanted to be for a while... where "I don't know what's going to happen, but this has to be resolved." Lots of tears, but lots of talking. And not just about us. I was able to tell someone about the frustration I've felt since September 11th and my isolation... and about my fears dating Erich (many of which stem from LGM anyway). I think I talked myself out tonight.... but I had to get a few more ancies out before I go grab comfort food. 6:50 p.m. - 30 September 2001 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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