A New Start

The truth is this. Stupidly, the other day I had a weak moment and typed The Doctor's name into the search facility on Facebook. Why? I don't know. I guess I just wanted to see her face again. A photo appeared of her looking so happy. The photo symbolised everything I fell in love with her for in the first place. I felt an overwhelming wave of sickness and love all at the same time and then after sitting for a while I felt completely empty all over again. I suppose I'm always going to be wishing she will come back to me one day but there appeared to be no recognition in her face whatsoever for the pain she has caused and that made me feel determined. Determined to do what I don't know, but determined that I will not be defeated by this.

Her name will not be mentioned on here anymore, neither will it be mentioned in conversation to anyone who will listen. Never have I felt so low after a break up and by talking about her to anyone who would listen somehow kept her with me. Thank you all for being so patient but there will be no more.

On that note, after receiving a nasty punch in the face at work a short time ago things do appear to be on the up. You see, there is a girl. I would not normally be so frivolous in giving people names on the blog but I suspect she will be mentioned anew so I shall refer to her as Beatrice. I'm always told I would end up with someone I worked with, due to the nature of my work and judging by the way things are heading I suspect this may be accurate.

Beatrice and I work together but from afar if that makes sense. I really like her and I think the feeling is mutual. We have spent a lot of time socially together over the last 2 weeks with friends and the general impression that I get from other people is 'you are made for each other, when are you both going to see that'. A lot of flirtatious texting has occured and continues to occur. The only downside to such events is my job means the world to me and I always said I would not date anyone that close to home, it would not be pleasant if it went wrong. On the flip side of that, should I really not pursue someone I really like on the basis that it just 'might' go wrong? Views on this would be greatly appreciated?

Soiree to celebrate my coming of age went extremely well, but I wont steal Tainted's thunder as I'm sure he will write about this in due course.

Farewell for now.

-The Dame-