Still don't have the urge to go out. There is not much in the home to eat and I have not taken a bath since Thursday morning now. The stink is unbearable and so is the thought of washing it all away. There is something inside me that tells me not to go to the shower. This is weird!
A friend is coming home this evening. He is a very good friend. He will be the first one to know about it now. I will be strong while I tell him. I would rather not tell him much, just tell him that we're not together anymore. I remember the last time he came here, I was expecting my boyfriend to come home that night and wanted to brag about us. Tables turned so quick! I've asked him to get me some food.