But that's allowed once in awhile...
Adam and I have 'called it quits'.
The hardest part - so far- was walking through my apartment gathering up all his things for him... and then having to do another walk around with him, and watch him pack it all up.
I'm torn between complete sorrow, understanding mixed with acceptance, and a pinch of that typical anger that us silly women feel when a man does something that doesn't make us happy.
We both know this is for the better. But it's rather hard to come to terms with that, when I still have these feelings for him. He's a good man. And he's made me a much better woman. I just hope that I can continue on the right path that he helped me find, and that we will still have some form of relationship in the future.
I'm trying to put my brave face on. Not easy.
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