Thanks for the sympathetic words, my nigs.
Shit's been weird. I got a text from her tonight saying that she sent my graduation gift in the mail. She was supposed to give it to me on the day that I graduate, and then all this shit happened, but she still wants to give it to me. It's going to feel weird to get it. I might not even open the package for a while.
I'm pretty much an insomniac right now, and I've been going over memories in my mind of stuff we used to do, especially trips and shit that we took early on in our relationship. Those were always good memories, but now I'm like 50 times more attached to them (right now if I could just transport myself back in time and relive those memories over and over I totally would.) What's weird though is that I haven't really been thinking about any of our bad times (and there were a lot). They're not really clear in my mind. That's the dangerous thing about being really attached to somebody; your mind can downplay really bad things simply because you want to be with that person so badly.
I have that horrible weird break up emotional aching feeling all over my body. You may be familiar with it. I try to distract myself. I drank some beers tonight and submitted my thesis for publishing. I haven't talked to anybody about this whole thing except for my mother, and even then the conversation was pretty one-sided; I basically poured out every semi-coherent to completely unintelligible thing I had to say about it. I feel pretty isolated. Who the fuck is going to snuggle with me?