Listen, I have good days and I have bad days, just like everyone else. I really appreciate the support, but I don’t think you understand me or my situation as well as you think. I’m sure the same is true in reverse. There are just so many things that neither of us see or hear. I know you think its a good idea. That’s convenient. If it was up to me I’d probably agree with you. Its not up to me. And its a lot more complicated than you realize. So I don’t think me and Suzy are moving in together anytime soon. That’s probably a good thing.
Given my obsessive and paranoid tendencies, THIS was always destined to be fraught with potential for disaster.
I shouldn’t complain though. My life is not terribly easy right now, it never really is. Part of me wants you to believe I’m ok, the other part wants you to know I’m still not. The truth, as always, is somewhere in between the extremes.
So what I’m really trying to say is that I don’t want you to worry about me. I’ve been though a lot more, psychologically speaking, than I let on. I have been angry/sad/whiny a lot lately. For now I need to manage. This is a good time for me to do some work on myself. Happiness will come. I have no doubt.