2002-08-16 - 4:20 p.m.
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ah, I hurt someone I love. A wonderful person, sweet and gentel, but so innocent that he is not aware of his actions, or how the situation hurts. And that's what bites, that I was not hurt by him, but by a situation I can not change (and for moral reasons don't want to change)
so I hurt him. I had to end it. I had no choice. None you hear. Or none I could find in this reality baring continuing an emotional masocistic play. and I could find no softer way to kill the connection. total withdrawel which is why I'm running to the beach tomorrow.
