1. Unofficial and I never met up on Saturday night. Instead, we went to a fun little bar yesterday evening. It was early enough and all. It was nice to see him and be around him. We got into a conversation about everything again and I offered a compromise. I refuse to type said compromise because it was so dumb and desperate, I can’t believe I even said it. Neither could he actually and he turned it down anyway. And then things just went down hill. I couldn’t understand why he would be so willing to just cut things off. I got kind of angry and said something I’m not all that happy about today.
2. He missed me this past week. He hated not talking as often as we do and said it was difficult for him. What he wants is to be friends. He wants to have me in his life and maintain that connection which we obviously have. It would be difficult for us to “try” things any more right now. Until he is in the right place for a serious relationship that can never happen, it’s too complicated now. He also mentioned that he wants to basically keep the door open for when he is in the right place.
3. We left things kind of in a strange way… decided to not talk for like a week and then chat and see how things are. He knows how hard this is for me and realizes that it would be near impossible to go straight to friends. I told him that I want him to see a shrink basically. HAHA. I mean, I said it in a nice way… but I said it. He agreed though, then he said I should probably see someone too. HAHA. And then, without a word, I got out of the car… It was one of the saddest moments I’ve ever experienced.
4. So, I did what any one would do… got hammered. I purposely didn’t drink heavily last week knowing how things would go. I should have taken that into consideration last night. I met a friend from high school out and it was actually fun. I enjoyed being out with him and his girlfriend and we had a good time. However, I drank a lot. A. Lot. Some vodka shot, a so-co lime shot, 2 beers, a Razberri Stoli Cosmo, Dirty martini, and then I think a glass of red wine. I do not remember what I think is the last hour of my night. I don’t recall being put in a cab. I do not recall the cab ride AT ALL. I called and then texted Unofficial, did not remember that. I got home with a Wendy’s cup in my hand, Roomie told me. When did I go to Wendys? Also, apparently her and I spoke, she helped me take my necklace off… oh yeah. Lovely. Do not remember any of it. I feel as if I probably got sick at some point during the cab ride, hopefully not in the cab. I’m also unsure about where all of my money went, I think I gave the driver $50. Seriously. Not good.
5. When I realized that I didn’t remember a HUGE chunk of time from last night, I looked at my phone and that’s when I saw that I called him and texted him. I got very concerned about if I spoke with him or not. I sent a text apologizing and then another one later asking if he could tell me if we spoke. His response was “Just look at your call log.” Awesome. So, he’s mad. I’ve managed to make everything like 20 times worse.
6. Today was horrible. I almost passed out because my blood sugar was so low. Roomie has had to take care of me most of the day. I’m such a pathetic mess.
7. I do think I may have done one thing right. I emailed Unofficial today. Just a bit ago. It was kind of long but clarified some of the things I said yesterday. I am pretty sure my anger and sadness caused things to come out of my mouth in a way that I didn’t mean. So I explained. I apologized for the call/text. And I said that I’d rather him in my life as a friend than not at all. I told him I think he was right in suggesting we not talk for like a week and then chat and see how things are. I ended the email by saying that this is the last time I will initiate contact for a while. That I hope he understands why. This sucks.