How nice to be sitting here, semi-depressed and get the phone call I just got. It seems that one of the only men I ever loved regrets that we were ever together. There’s a whole backstory to it, but he blames our relationship for his not getting a promotion in his job. So basically, I lived a lie the entire time we were together, and even now that we’ve been apart for a long time, he regrets the whole affair. Because of a job.

Great. I think I’ll go to bed now. And yes, I do realize that it’s mid-afternoon.