Freedom

I know I've said it before, and I'm saying it again. But the only difference is: this time I truly mean it. Mr.E is now forever banned from my life (except of course on the odd occasion when we'll be forced to share space when we happen to go to the same parties...since stopping to share a bed together doesn't include dividing our friends up...)

I feel oddly free today. I do feel sad, but free. And sort of happier. I can't do this to Little F anymore. She was getting attached to someone who wasn't going to be there for her in the long run. And I couldn't let that happen.

Trying to be friends with someone who doesn't seem to be able to keep his hands to himself, but still urging me to find someone else, is not the one I need in my life. He's out!! No more.

Weird thing is. I didn't even feel it was necessary to tell him all these things I was feeling. I couldn't even be asked. Enough is enough.

I'm gonna finish off by quoting Rachel from Friends; "We're soooo over!"