Christian was a horrific ass to me, but it was highly expected. He hurt me immensely with what he did. I still love him, but I clearly see he isn’t meant for me. I’ll probably still fuck him a couple of times, but that’s about it. Seems such a pity to say that, but oh well.
I am already looking forward. I’m going to find the love of my life. Only the best will be considered. I will be picky to the end.
Coffee on Friday? Yes, please. Dinner on Saturday – sounds great!
I feel liberated. I suppose that’s what I truly wanted all along.
On the physical health side: Today was a better day. The pain is much less intense than the last two days. I suppose the further I get from the doctor prodding my sensitive parts the better I will feel. I have another appointment in 9 days for more poking and prodding.
On the whole, I feel good.
I do miss him, but I’ll never miss the anger he displayed to me repeatedly.