So much for happily ever after....

Just two days after a great weekend, the start to my week has turned extremely sour. Last night, Eric and I broke up. I won't go into detail, but only to say that trust and theft (two words that should never be used in the same sentence) are involved. I put all the pieces of the puzzle together, and realized that I was being taken for a ride. Six months down the drain! He finally admitted stealing from me about thirty minutes ago. Such a shame. I cried hysterically last night, wishing I could just talk to my sister. But I couldn't. I cried on my mom and Gary's shoulders and then cried myself to sleep. I woke up this morning, swollen, bitter, and very tired. I contemplated not going to bootcamp today, but something told me to go. When I got to class, my teacher asked if I needed a boxing bag. "What a great idea", I thought! I punched the hell out of that bag, I kicked and kicked, and punched and punched.....great stress reducer!! Then I came home and emailed Becky Bryars and told her that Tyler and I were about to become regulars at church and I need guidance. I am no longer crying. I am no longer extremely upset...in a wierd way, I am already finding solice and I like what I am seeing. So long for now. Shana, check your email.