Ms. Sexy X called me after midnight yesterday. We talked for over 3 hours. She was despairing and it sucked. She was unsure what’s going on and doesn’t want me to wait or drag me through it. She doesn’t realize that she’s not dragging me anywhere, I’m doing this of my own accord and I will wait. I think I was being too pushy so I feel a bit bad about that. We’re just taking it a day at a time. That’s what I’m asking of her.
I don’t know when she’ll call next. Between chemotherapy until her next surgery, she says she just won’t be in the mood to talk. She had to take pain medication just to talk last night and she said it’d mess up her day tomorrow. I won’t ask her too, I told her that. It could be over a month before I hear from her again. There’s no telling. Yes, it sucks bad.
I was super depressed this morning. The more I thought about it the better I feel though. I got to talk with her which was wonderful. Yes, there was the serious talk which sucks but we were both mature about it. I know there’s uncertainty, but that really is life. We’ll take it a day at a time. I am not demanding, I don’t need to be #1 and I let her know that. I’ll treat her as such, as much as possible but there will be times that we’re busy, etc. I’m no idiot.
The majority of the talk was just chitchat and it was great. I love listening to her talk. I love hearing her smile. When she’s happy, I am ecstatic. That’s all I want – her happiness.
Where does that leave me now? Well, waiting. I figure I’ll write a letter every now and then, I already have some planned out as far as how they’ll go. I have a small package to send her. I can only go on continuing to live life as always. I’m debating on moving, that’s not just because of her but it certainly helps. I feel okay about this. I mean, it’s not ideal as I’ve written before. But I won’t push her and she’ll come around when she starts to feel better. The only thing I can do is give her time… which means waiting. It sucks and I’m impatient but fuck it.
She wants me to cancel my trip. She hasn’t checked her email and we talked so long ago she didn’t realize I booked it earlier, I believe that upset her. Gawd, I’m an idiot. I’ll look into it tomorrow I guess. However, if they won’t refund my ticket I’m going out there. I know she won’t be there but hell, it’s a vacation and I’ll have fun. I’m considering going out there regardless but I’ll check first, I believe it’s non-refundable. I need a break and that’ll surely do it, being in a nice warm spot as the temperature drops here. Yessireebob! Yeah, I just threw that one in there. Back off!
I ran tonight only running 1.5 miles. I think I could have gone further, my breathing wasn’t perfect so it was the side that hurt first. Besides, I already made up my mind that I didn’t want to go further before the run. I ran backwards some. That was fun, it is quite hard and it definitely works the calf muscles. The only drawback was the sidewalk I run on is changing elevation and it’s got some twists in it. I didn’t want to trip and hurt myself.
I haven’t eaten all day. I had a Pepsi and some water and that’s it. I ran because I just wanted to get this funk out of my system. I’ve drank water since, a little Gatorade, and had a bagel. I’m full.
The depression has suppressed my appetite. I know it, I feel it. I’m feeling a little better now. I really am happy she called. It was just all the news, some of the call, and the fact that it was morning when it hit me all at once. I’m better now.