Well today has been a pretty bad day.

The day started slow, but managed to get up and clean the kitchen and toilet and washed my clothes for the week.

The idea of going back to work with children depresses me at the moment. I really hope I could manage this week. I must. It also gives me something to do and be busy because I can’t be stuck to the computer.

Sundays are a day to be more online than outdoors for me. Though today was a very nice sunny day, I did manage to do the things I’ve been needing to do: bought vitamins, printed out student loan deferment sheets, and went veggie shopping at my store a.k.a. Bidronka (ladybug in Polish).

I also had friends writing to me and asking if I was alright and if anything, they are here to listen to me vent. I really appreciate it because it shows that people do care for me.

Your ex doesn’t love and want you, but you are wanted and loved by others

But usually on Sundays I would talk to James on Skype. That was our weekly ritual thing to do. Tonight, there will be no Skype meeting.

I really miss hearing his voice. I have videos and voice recordings of him that I did without him knowing, but I don’t want to play them. At times today I thought about the ‘what if’ situations because I’ve have friends on Facebook that told me maybe there is a possibility that we might get back together, but honestly the idea of that makes me depressed too. I have to let him go.

I started to ponder about why was it easy to forget about him a year ago and so difficult to forget about him now? Last year, he pushed me away from his life because he was out traveling. He told me I was obsessed with him and with illusions that we would work out to be together someday. So I remember crying my eyes out, and saying ‘Fuck you, James’ and that was the end of it. Three weeks later I was dating a Polish man. James didn’t like it that I moved on so quick. We had no contact for two months.

But today has been an odd sad day where I heard from past boyfriends and potentials that they are now dating or engaged.

Oh great.

I’m single and there is no one who makes me feel ‘special’….right now.

I had a great chat with Bob, my ex-boyfriend of 2.5 years. He was a great boyfriend and we had the most amazing time together. I told him what had happened to me and he said, ‘Ara, you’re a strong woman’.

‘I know Bob, but James sucked the life out of me. He made me go atheist. I just don’t believe in God anymore or if there is anything out there.’

He also said the following which I will quote:

Ah don’t think like that. There is something there. Just have faith that you are looked after and that every experience you have will be an opportunity for growth and learning, including the bad ones, especially the bad ones cause that’s when we learn the most about ourselves. Well just remember please yourself first and build your life around that and if anyone wants to share in that but don’t let other people dictate how you should run your life.

Bob is right. I’m so happy that he’s still in my life. I knew he was meant to be in my life somehow. After speaking to Bob, who also advised me to mediate, I had to go for a walk and vent out on the phone, but this time to my mother and sister again.

‘Otra vez sigues llorando? Ya para de llorar. Estas loca’ (You’re crying again? Stop crying. You must be crazy.)

Thank you, mother. I really need to hear this right now.

I also spoke to Genny and she also told me to stay strong and she knows why I’m crying.

‘Ara, you’re crying because you had illusions and dreams to be next to you. He promised you things and then he backed out. The one at fault is him, not you. You did your best, so don’t feel bad.’

I was looking out at the Vistula (I live very near by) and was thinking of how I just want this pain to end or the feeling of being empty and sad. I visualized myself jumping in from the bridge, but I would never do that. I love life, but just finding it hard to live without him.

I had so many dreams…well we had dreams together. We dreamed about how many kids we would have, how his family would like my Mexican cooking skills, where we would get married and how our kids would have to support Forest and not Arsenal. We just had dreams built…and now they are gone.

Also the toughest thing to swallow is that I broke my ex boyfriend’s heart (Greg) and had a chance to be with an amazing man who was giving me his heart and soul but I ended up choosing James, because I love and trusted him. It’s a bit of a long story, but someday I’ll go over this story as well.

I’m focusing myself on the future tonight. I must. I have to move on and get rid of this. I’m really hurt by James. I should be upset with him, but I’m not.

At times I keep reliving our last weekend together and start to look for clues that he was giving me as a sign that it was over, but personally, I can’t find them. I really can’t. I swear I should give him the award for best actor. And to think I got a Masters degree in teaching actors.