Tough Times and Tough Decisions
I was at my new favorite place, Lake Malone, working on getting myself out of a funk when a very nice young woman, who I'm pretty sure was a lesbian, asked if I wanted my picture taken so I could have a memory of being at the lake. I took her up on the offer, obviously, then promptly found a hiding place where I could sit and look at the lake and ponder my thoughts for a little while. If you’ve been following me, you know that the last couple of years have been pretty rough emotionally and mentally. I moved out of my long-time partner’s house, thinking it would be temporary while I was working myself to death. It turned into a permanent move. My partner became just my girlfriend, and now just my friend. I made those decisions for a lot of reasons I’m not going to go into here, but after 27 years of being a couple, I didn’t feel that way about our relationship anymore. I love her, and I care about her, but I’m not in love with her, and I really don’t think she’s in love with me eit...