The End

So, things that have been going in my life besides starting the forum.

Somewhere in early November I reached a point where if I had to chose between my boyfriend and the forum, or some of its members, I would have, without hesitating, chosen the forum. Maybe it had to do with my dad's stroke, you know, the whole realising your own mortality and that kind of crap, who knows? Maybe it was coming home one day and catching him listening to some Leonard Cohen because his friend recommended it (what, and the fact that I've been nagging about him for 5 years did not count for anything?). The fact that it had not been going well for about a year. The French bitch incident. In any case, by November, we had no longer anything to talk about, no common interest, nothing whatsoever that could have given either of us the impression that this was worth trying any longer. Maybe I should just gotten off the computer, but turns out things on the computer, like being able to talk about the stuff I care about with people who actually care and know about it made me happier than he had managed in months and months.

So, it was time.

By mid December, after 2 weeks being completely unable to eat or sleep, I said "I no longer want to spend my life with you," and he turned off the TV with relief and replied "I know". Friendliest, most mutal break up in the history of break ups, I bet. Great.

So we called it quits. After eight years and a half. Talk about the end of an era. I spend most of my 20s with that guy, and I'm actually quite curious to see what my 30s will bring along, you know without him. I am sure it will be interesting.

Gotta find a fucking appartment now for July now.

Which suuuuucks.

Now, that's the real nightmare.