Last weekend, I had to break up with a great guy–one who fit me in a lot of ways. During the last couple of months, I found myself being really irritable around him–much more than I should have been, much more than he deserved.
He was just so great in so many ways, and I was trying to overlook the ways that we didn’t fit.
So my subconscious made me bitchy.
It was a hard decision; I’m well aware that there might not be anyone out there who fits me better.
But I can’t walk around being bitchy.
