July 30, 2009
I broke up with Hunter. Partly because of my parents and partly because he isn’t the right guy for me. We’re at different points in our lives and he is almost 4 years older than me. Being 20 and all, he doesn’t have friends, he hangs out with his dog. So, he’s basically a loner. And when I talked to him on the phone about it he was really sad and pessimistic. I doubt he’ll try to find another girl for a while. I told him, the future is unpredictable. He could meet a girl in class or somewhere and he just didn’t like that idea. So part of me is relieved, so I don’t have to sneak around to hang out with him and because he isn’t the type of guy I want and I need that and to not settle for anything less. So yeah. I texted everyone and they all understand, so I hope I do find another guy. And I hope when I work with Hunter it won’t be awkward for long, I know it will be at first, we work the same weekends, which kind of suck, but oh well. So yeah, that was my day, and I’m okay with it.
Present day me: I remember there was one time when I was hanging out with Hunter by the river and I told him that I was a little cold and he didn’t offer me his sweater or even a hug and said, “you should’ve brought a sweatshirt,” all coy. So, if he couldn’t even pick up on that I made the right choice to stop trying.