Acting Like A Grown-Up at Chevron

Last night I made a grown-up decision. A very hard grown-up decision. I had to end my beautiful romance with The Italian. It was coming to an end anyway, since he is leaving in two weeks. Our time together was magical, exciting, and beautiful. It was a time in my life I’ll always look back on with great joy. He is one of the most amazing men I’ve ever known. I truly believe that he was an angel, brought into my life, when I needed him most. He breathed life back into me, slowly, until I was again able to breathe on my own. I will always love him.

The relationship was really beginning to intensify. These feelings scared me, and I’ve been feeling very erratic about it lately. I have some issues I need to deal with in Utah, over the summer. Until this is done, I honestly feel like I have absolutely nothing to offer anyone, relationship wise. On the Italian’s end, his feelings for me were causing him pain. I realized this, and tried to take a step back. He wouldn’t let me. When I saw him last night, I knew what I needed to do. It wasn’t easy, but I know we’ll remain friends. I’m going to see him this afternoon, and hope to…..I don’t know what I hope. I want him to be okay, and I want me to be okay. That’s all.

I’ll end on this. I broke up with him at Chevron. How great is that? The absurdity of that, is the only thing that’s putting a smile on my face this morning.