Breaking up is hard to do

Since I started dating Trooper, I've been worried about the relationship's affect on this blog. I thought that being in an exclusive relationship would diminish my ability to share my thoughts and feelings on dating. I also thought that being happy, and feeling settled, would disconnect me from that single feeling - where you never know what might happen next.

Well, I'm unhappy to report - that's no longer a worry.

Trooper ended things between us. No big drama, no huge fight. He's still an amazing man, and I still care for him very, very much. I'm having trouble letting go, and even though we never said the "L-Word," I feel very heart-broken, and as though I lost the love of my life.

Seriously.

I'm not sure how much I'll share about the breakup, and I make no promises about the tenor of my posts in the immediate future. I'll still protect his privacy, and you won't hear (or read) a bad a word about him from me.

I'm grateful to have wonderful, amazing friends who drop their own problems and concerns to listen to me babble or cry or ramble on and on about how confused I am.

If you don't have friends like that - get some. For real. You might need them when you least expect.

"No matter who breaks your heart, or how long it takes to heal, you'll never get through it without your friends." Sex and the City