I had a terrible week.

Quarrels at home. Banged the car and hit my head.

Ready for the most shocking news? We ended. Just when one month was approaching.

I don't really know how I should feel. Situations and people tell me I should move on, move on, move on. It's easier said than done you know.

Sometimes I just wonder whether my feelings were ever considered. I felt like I only could say "yes", "no", "ok". But at the end of the day, I know there's no hatred nor bad blood. I just feel sorry and sad that this happened.

I'll try to be strong ok. Force myself to. But if I ever do break down, please pardon me.

Now that I can't find a job yet, I seriously have to find things to make myself occupied. Otherwise I keep brooding. So if you're free, just drop me a message, and if I do pester you, it's because I want to get certain things out of my mind.

I'm so sorry. But I really didn't want this to happen. I don't really know how to face it.