Summer Blues

It's the middle of the summer and just about time for my yearly bout of depression.

Fortunately, there is good news on the horizon.
I've gotten into a graduate program starting in the fall and will be going to Bolivia for a month this summer. I did both of those completely on my own.  I'm pretty excited about both.

But my heart is weighed down.

I have decided to walk away from something that doesn't serve me to any extent. It's a bit heart wrenching and difficult but clearly better for me in the long and short-term. It's Tom.

He doesn't have my best interest in mind, doesn't care about me and is not capable of being the partner I deserve. I'm wishing I had never met him. And honestly, once he returns my earrings to me, I might just block him and never speak to him again. It's probably the best route to go.

It's disappointing. But honestly, I shouldn't have expected it to work out at all. He's a self-absorbed workaholic. He's not ready to be a giving partner and it's useless for me to be that towards him.  He doesn't deserve it, and I deserve much more.

I'm excited about this transition into activities that are worth my investment. And though it's heart-achy to step away from something I had hope for, it seems far better to step away now than to consistently have my heart trampled on with no regard.

On to greener pastures.