and all i have is bad news.  ok, not all bad. but some bad. bad enough. i split with kyle today. i just couldn’t handle the emotional hand-holding. am i jaded? just tired? breathtakingly unrealistic? i asked my therapist if i was being unrealistic. she said i wasn’t getting what i needed. but do we? or is that the pessimism? what this means is i don’t have anyone to go to NYC with next week.  i would be a lot of sunk cost lost. but i really don’t want to go alone.  i am good at traveling alone, but this, this i don’t want to do alone.

my therapist said you’ll lose the companionship. i feel that loss. i feel frightened and a little empty.

other like is good. love my new job. my condo rocks. i spend too much money on my cat.