A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Friday, 13 September 2019
Still too much unsaid
He hasn't conceded what he thinks this is.
And it is leading to my assuming pretty intense and unhelpful things about just how much I was being used all along. Though I can't see what use I was except as a backup.
I am becoming pretty sure the bursts and lulls in our relationship were when things with the guys he actually liked failed and he'd come back to poor, stupid Matthew - the gullible fool who believes stupid lies and puts up with shit treatment and being relegated to text only for months with vague "work is so busy" excuses.
This is pretty much the only explanation I can think of that the evidence over the years fits.
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