Today is a bad day. After getting home from work at 8 last night I ate dinner and went to bed so I could be up at 5:30 for work again. It would be so much easier if I had my boyfriend to come home to. He was my rock and my inspiration and I miss him so much.
It’s so hard making new friends in a city where most people are only concerned with advancing their professional lives, or misconstrue your attempts at friendship as trying to date them. I can’t help but wonder what it would be like if my boyfriend were here with me.
It’s days like today when I get angry at him for giving me everything, and then taking it all away.