Last night I wrote an email to D.  I did my best to lay everything out clear and honest.  I came home today just before 10 and opened my inbox. I’m writing this at 12:08am and all I have accomplished is reading the briefing subject line.

Even those few words make him the shit.  I’m gonna have my heart broken, but still be mush because it’s him.  I needed to tell someone about this, but I have told no one.  This is something I am doing on my own.  I might be able to update following how the read is.

We’re also watching Kick-Ass right now, so we’ll see…Is this the time to finally let go?

EDIT

It’s 1:15am and I am not dying at all. It only took 3 hours. But I did it. All by myself.