I left college, drove there, waited by myself and saw a doctor. He said the secretion from my cold ended up going to my ear and also that my throat is… something. Like, there is something bad going on there.
So he gave me antibiotics.
I went to the pharmacy, bought the stuff, and came back home.
It feels weird not having a boyfriend to tell these things to. Or to come with me. Or to call along the way. I know it’s been over 6 months since the break-up, but sometimes it’s still weird… although I feel very grown up and capable tonight.
“When I say, “I love you,” it’s not because I want you or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You’re a hell of a person.”—Joss Whedon (via cordura)