Update XV

Woke up from another sad dream this morning, feeling lonely. Luckily, it woke me up at a decent hour this time. 'Cause I know by now I can't go back to sleep once my mind starts going. For some reason, I re-read some old MySpace messages from Greg. I guess I must like to torture myself. I really don't think we can be friends anymore. As much as I would hate to never see him again, I can't be just his friend. It's too hard. I'll probably change my mind again in the next 24 hours... I still feel totally schizo. I still have anger worked up against Greg. It takes a lot of energy though. Sigh.