"Curses only have power when you believe them. And I don't."
Tonight I had what I believe will be my last set of tears with regards to the guy. After more than three weeks of trying figuring out what to do, I've had enough. My cousin Em came over for several hours, got my mind off it, and then helped me start to feel better about the whole thing. We also watched
Practical Magic, which I think is what we watched four years ago during one of the several times that K-Dawg stepped on Em's heart. Anyway, I think I'm starting to feel okay, which... is good. I'm good with moving on, finally. Oh - and apologies to my friend in SLO; it's unlikely that I'll ever post the detailed version now.
