The end of a relationship....

P and I finally broke up. Yesterday afternoon. After about 5 years together (It'll be 6 years come February next year.)

I still remembered I was a sweet young (and slim damn it!) 23 when I first met P. After 2 weeks, we decided to get together, and we've been together ever since. Until yesterday that is. The last 5 years have not been all sweet and lovey-dovey. There were good times and there were bad times. There were fights and there were tears. But we stayed together despite it all. There were other offers, but I wanted to try to work things out with P as much as possible. After all, P's actually quite nice, despite some faults, and I'm really comfortable with P. So I stayed, and workedd as hard on the relationship as I possibly could.

It was recently that I realised that P and I have grown apart in the last 6 years. We now have very different ideas of life, of people, of goals and objectives. But despite all that, I was very loath to let P go.

But circumstances have a way of taking place, that lets you know that it's time to let go. And everything culminated into a meeting yesterday, where we officially called it quits. It was all kind of sudden really, and I didn't really have time to react or respond. Before I knew it, it was all over. As to the hows, whats and whys of when P made that decision, I'm really not sure. Maybe P already has some other woman! (Hahaha!)

I would have preferred it if I was the one doing the dumping actually. (Ah girl never gets dumped! She only dumps people!) But oh well, whatever, it doesn't matter. It's time to move on, and leave this behind.

My lovely friend and colleagues are all upset and angry for me over this. And to all my dear friends, don't worry about me. I'm good. Really. You have to trust me.

I'm not going to let a little thing like this get me down. I'm not going to let something like this negatively affect my health, my emotions and my state of mind. I want to be happy, and I want to be able to go to sleep at night without shedding tears of anger and bitterness. I want to keep my heart and emotions clean, clean from things that are bad, and that may cause me to have some kind of cancer or heart attack in future.

At the end of the day, it doesn't matter what anybody else has done, to me. They can do what they want, it's all water off a duck's back. All I am concerned about is, that I do the right thing, that I don't do anything against my conscience, that I do all I can to make this world a slightly better place. As long as I do that, I'm happy. It's me, and not other people, that I have to live with, all the rest of my life you see!

And you guys, I know you all feel for me and all that, but do me a favour, and be nice to P. (This is an order!) Just let it be! And especially, don't do anything that requires any burning down of things!

Disclaimer: For all of you blur sotongs, P is not a person! I'm merely personifying a work relationship that has just ended. Stoopid! (Hahaha!!)