I feel drained right now. Utterly, utterly drained.
I've had a tense weekend, full of sometimes enlightening, and sometimes unwelcome discoveries. I've had an up-and-down emotional evening tonight, and I've just slogged it out with the Boy Wonder in brutally honest fashion and finished it. Hopefully, whilst saving our friendship.
I also decided that the internet dating was not for me and finally just deleted my profiles, as I've decided that if love / sex / some form of interaction is ever going to happen, it will happen in it's own sweet time, and naturally, and I'm strong enough to wait for that day. I think.
So why do I feel so hollow?
I'll write about this properly later.
A Love Fool - signing out to go and debate the wisdom of her actions.