Did you ever get hit in the head? I mean, hit so hard you came back to reality thinking: "What the FUCK" just happened here?

Dave and I have decided, together, that we should break up permanaently. It's rather due to something I suspected all along--he saw me as a really really good friend, even a best friend, but that's really about it. That actually covers alot of stuff, including love and happiness. Deep down, we still have love for eachother. It's just not that kind of love. It's weird. The very thought of doing this last week would have killed me, or something similar to that. But I'm ok. Not just ok--we're both rather relieved. I'm not going to curse the situation by saying I feel things are settled now. But I do feel better. I didn't know that I could go back to him after all this, and I was right to doubt. But I haven't lost him, indeed maybe now we can be better friends. Probably will be weird, but hell, that's not anything new. My advice, on this day after Valentine's Day, is to never grow complacent in any situation--confront your problems while you can, and remember being the "perfect girlfriend" doesn't garauntee happiness, but being honest can get you close enough to touch it.

Back to being single--Pray for me.