It finally happened. Everything I've been holding in came rushing out. Oh, I've cried. Silent, sad, streaming tears. But if you've ever loved someone, you know that's not the type of crying that's any kind of therapeutic.
It came on so suddenly. I was refreshing my email and twitter feed obsessively. Hoping he'd sent me something, anything. Even just some kind of acknowledgement of my existence. And I went to my private messages and saw his thread disappear right in front of my eyes. He deleted it. And I lost it.
I had to hurry and get into the shower. It wouldn't do to have to explain to my husband. I stood under the hot water and cried huge, ugly, heaving sobs as quietly as I could.
I don't feel any better.
9:25 p.m. - 2014-04-08