Monday, Jul. 25, 2005 - 6:50 p.m.
I don't get it, my friends.
Thomas and I have been spending much time together, discussing things endlessly, and the result is:
He loves me, needs me, misses me, can't live without me, and no longer has any idea why he's doing this to us. But he's still doing it. I've tried everything from logic to bribery to shameless begging. I know we could work out some sort of compromise. I know we will be miserable without each other, deliriously happy with each other, but I can't influence his decision. I'm reading up on hypnosis now. Wish me luck.
