A lot of my friends have an incorrect impression of me. They seem to think that I am a rock, that things just bounce off of me because I always maintain an even keel. While I may seem like a strong person, which I really am, I am not made out of stone. I hurt. I have emotions. I feel mentally exhausted by the turmoil in my life right now.

I dumped my boyfriend yesterday, the day before Thanksgiving. When I confronted him with something I learned he could not answer me. He just sat there on the other end of the phone in silence. He couldn't tell me why he did what he did or what he wanted. I told him that I never wanted to see or hear from him again unless he decided what it was he wanted and that he would make me the priority made him. I told him I doubted I would ever hear from him again, but I hoped he would prove me wrong. Then I hung up.

Tonight, I went out with a dear friend who is breaking up with his partner of over 20 years because of another guy. I kept him out of trouble and didn't let him get too drunk. Well, I wasn't real successful with the latter.

I really wanted to get drunk today. Unfortunately, booze is really bad for me now. I had chopped turkey on my salad today. But was a fried turkey, injected with cajun marinade. So, my hands are swollen from the salt in it.

So, the man of steel has the blues. The rock has cracked. I wonder sometime if any of it is really worth it. I feel like I had so much I wanted to write tonight and this is all that came out.