So that’s it, I’ve left it too late. I can’t call up my friend Allie an hour before her going away party to tell her I’m not coming. I guess I could just not turn up, I mean she’s immigrating to Japan with her new husband so theoretically I’d never have to face the music.
I promise I’m not a horrible person; I want to go see her off and wish her a happy life. I just know that if I go my ex will be there and I don’t trust myself around him. I’ve been doing so well lately. I haven’t cried in over a week and I’ve even had days where I don’t think about turning up drunk, outside his work. Am also ignoring emerging and ill-advised crush on the recently arrived office bureaucrat/government assassin.
I’m still going to make sure I look so good he’ll cry himself to sleep. (It’s the little things in life.)
