I have the most wonderful friends. I can always depend on them for pretty much anything. I need someone on Friday night to watch J for me. I'm taking my exam oh ugly early Saturday morning. My friend Debbie was more than happy to take J for the night. Her daughter loves J. Interesting as this may seem and quite possibly odd...Darren and I are turning out to be friends. We discuss the dating scene, our plans for the summer, music, the band, my girls. It's nice. Pretty much what we did when we first met. Don't worry...I have no romantic feelings toward him. Everything is in perspective. Darren and I both know we fouled things up between us but we have learned from our mistakes and know what not to do with the next relationship. :) See? Some good did come from the bad.
There are days I enjoy living my life. There are days I thoroughly hate it. Yesterday, while grocery shopping, I almost had a breakdown. Standing there in the aisle, I had to fight, with everything in me, to not start crying. Too much has been hitting me this month and I think I'm at the end of my rope. Beginning of the month, D's new wife sent me a text telling me to lose his number, email and address because I already had my chance with him. I laughed at the absurdity of everything she said in that text as it sounded like something a teenaged girl would write. I haven't wanted that man in almost 20 years, so, she is either highly jealous of his past and any woman he used to be interested in or is extremely insecure with herself and her relationship. Regardless of her mental state, I told her I was just catching up on life with him, but I will respect her request and not talk to him again. I've been told she has been married 4...