I wish my 100th entry were something bright and happy and sweet but alas, we had the most serious fight we’ve ever had last night. We’re both taking space and time to calm down. He’s in Tahoe with his parents and my girlfriends are coming over with the intention of drinking wine, watching bad romantic comedies, and bitching about our lives.
Last night I was so upset I couldn’t hold it together and said angry, hurtful things I didn’t mean. He was so frustrated with me that he was barely sorry. When did it become like this, we wondered. I guess serious reevaluation is in order.
All I know is I want to make this work and I’ll do anything. I’m in love with him, wildly and completely and stupid words that slipped out in anger and sadness won’t break this. I won’t let it.
