Probably for the final time.
It wasn't like the other splits.
It didn't start with a fight. It didn't end with crying and pleas for "Just one more chance."
It was 6 text messages, 20 minutes, and barely any emotion. Except my friends staring at me asking why I wasn't crying.
It's because I was done. I was done with the blistering arguments that we would have. I was done with the lack of care that either of us had. I wanted more. I didn't want to be in a relationship because I wanted to be in a relationship.
I wanted to be in a relationship because I wanted to be with the person.
So I ended it. Finally, right? I've been dumped 3 times. I deserved to hold the reigns at least once.
I care about him. I always will. But I want someone that I don't have to struggle with. Someone sweet, funny, cute. Someone that I don't have trust issues with. Someone I don't have screaming contests with.
I'm already interested in someone, but we're taking it slow and I'm going to keep it private because I don't feel like making it into a sideshow. I really like the person, and I really want to make it work without laying it out for the world to see.
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My journalism professor handed me a brief note on a piece of paper today.
I expected it to be a graded assignment, maybe some kind of reprimand (which is why I got nervous).
When I read it, I got so excited.
My professor nominated me for an award as an outstanding student in the communications department.
How awesome is that?
My day has been great. I've been talking to a great guy, getting all my work done, no problems with anyone.
Hopefully the rest of my week is the same.























