but according to him, he kept doing it. in fact, he had already re-filled the slot with someone else, after he *said* he thought i meant a break as in end our meetings permanently, and i just meant a breather, because he was suddenly being incredibly mean, and i didn't know why, and that's what i decided was the best thing, but then he went and ended it completely.
and our meetings were so special, at least to me, he was helping me keep my head above water, my best friend in real life, even if it was professional. he was such a special person, i thought.
i thought we were having such a good time. (even though i had an endless slew of trials and tribulations, but at least i had a place to vent, too, someone whom i *thought* "cared.")
it's like i lost everybody all at once. it was incredibly traumatic. even you stopped, too, and that forced me to come back here, to continue talking with you.
he always seemed to be happy, and this went on for 10 long years, why would he suddenly get tired of ONLY ME?