I told Pieter early this morning — about 7:30am — that I no longer want to speak to him. It’s over. It’s been over since Saturday afternoon already but I hadn’t wanted it to be.
This last weekend has been far too stressful. I don’t need this in my life. It’s too much drama, too much hassle, too much … everything. I’m considering moving back to my mom at the end of this month. But if not, I might find an apartment somewhere else. I don’t know yet.
I no longer recognise myself when I look in the miror. I don’t know myself anymore. Yes, of course I love Pieter. But. This has to stop.