Aphrodite f l y t r a p
Lowell area. I was actually in the Worcester area today though; my boyfriend grew up in Shrewsbury and we were visiting his parents.
I find that hysterical, because I was in the Lowell area yesterday xD hahaha.
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So I saw my diagnosis on my receipt for therapy last week, and I had just written the code down to look it up later... [my therapist hadn't told me any official diagnosis]. I just looked it up. Not sure how I feel. >.<
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Life has decided it thoroughly enjoys ******** with me. It makes me supremely happy, and then messes with me.
I.E.- Yesterday, was feeling great. Breakfast with a friend, beautiful day, good music. Plus, I GOT INTO SIMMONS. [Not my top choice, but it means I'm going to grad school no matter what. woot.]
Then I get to the Dropkick Murphys concert. And my friends make it super awkward. [The ex was there. I knew I'd probably end up seeing him. But the friends were making the process much more prolonged/difficult than it needed to be, and made me felt like crap, like he wasn't coming over because of me, etc.]
Then I ended up seeing him at the end of the show, which I actually enjoyed. I walked up to him and his friend and gave them both a big hug. We caught up. It felt amazing. But then we hugged goodbye, I said it was good to see him, and he said the same thing, adding "hun" at the end. And the hug lasted just slightly... not "too long" but longer than it probably should have in our situation, like neither of us really wanted to let go and give it up. Then I hugged his friend, and walked away.... and soon had to bolt so they wouldn't see me because I was starting to break down- panic attack breathing, threatening to sob, etc.
Roommate helped calm me down, but ugh. I miss him. [Not as a couple, but as my best friend, my go-to person. I miss having someone to cuddle with anytime, someone who knew how to comfort me regardless of the situation.]
Which then made it super complicated when this guy I've been seeing actually WANTED to hang out after the concert [usually he's an early bird bedtime kinda guy, at least compared to me], and I had to explain i wanted to hang, but that it would be selfish and putting him in a rebound situation [something we've discussed a s**t ton that we wanted to avoid].. and... yeah.
And now my emotions are so ******** confused and messed up, etc. Argh.