wilting

It was a rough day today. D left me this i love you email. Enough with it, I love you emails, I love you cards, I love you letters, I love you flowers. How bout, I love you so I don't abuse you? How bout them apples? Then i emailed him a sensible reply only responding to the practical parts of his email. Of course he reacted with his typical manipulation tactics, things such as you don't love me or miss me, enjoy your life in Phoenix without me. Seriously kid, how much enjoyment can I possibly have? You've literally ruined my life and left it in pieces. I called my friend Em to get some girl perspective and she said, "You can't be some damaged flower wilting in D's craziness, you're not that girl." She's right I'm not, I just feel an awful lot like that girl right now, then we planned a trip to cali and i'm all of the sudden feeling a whole bunch better. Sunshine, the beach and some long runs. Cali here I come. Thanks Em. <3>