So Annie broke up with her boyfriend tonight.

I didn't have a clue they had it THAT bad until this Thursday when she said he didn't call her for a week.
I didn't have a clue she's that broken until she called me today, crying

I've never seen her in such a devastating situation before.

Must say, it affects me.
Makes me want to cry to.

Makes me think about ME actually, but I avoid such a thing.

She said her heart was like a mirror where he'd thrown a stone, breaking it into thousands of shards
She said a lot

And it all was in the air - her trauma and despair, and her happiness to have us-me and Nadine as friends to help her
and i'm amazed and amused and happy to know it but ...

oh God I wish here was no BUT and no need for me to muck in with any of my own stories or thoughts

I wish I could tell it all beautifully but...

Here comes BUT

The guy she broke up with was a mess. He's a kid and a couch potato, while she is...well, she's Annie, our Wonderwoman, strong as hell.
I always found them weird.
And so now that she's single she tells me her life is over, she's broken and she's really worried, cos she's going to be old soon, and she has to have a family, and now it all is so uncertain and she has to find some other guy and that she feels terrible without any relationship...

I'm here next to her, and I try to comfort her break-up pain never actually experiencing one, listening to her stories about how you're not going to find anyone after you turn 20 - here I am, never in a couple, still alive somehow.
Her words do bite me in a way


I wish they didn't
I wish to be a friend and truly understand her but the fact is- I can't.
And never could.

Or....maybe I can do this anything for her, but she can't kind of....return it?
Cos my shoes are ...heavier, in a way? Like more...freaked out?

I love you Annie, but it's my pain you'll never ever see.
I'm here to be your friend and to help you, though you won't actually know how to do the same.
It's OK.