something deeper I think...

So I saw him today. He came into my work looking for something.

A while since we had the talk. I thought I was ok with it, but I'm actually still really angry at him. I said hi, tried to help him find whatever it was, and I realize I don't want to talk to him anymore. I stood there fuming for a second and told a friend nearby the short version and got a hug. I felt a little better about it. An hour later I was still mad.

I've been struggling with this question for a while. Why not me? No he's not perfect. Resembles somewhat to what I was looking for, and distinctly not. Not exactly what I want, but frustrating not to have. It's the fact that he didn't pick me that's pissing me off.

It makes me question myself.

I have many very complicated issues. He had to go and screw up that one good thing I had.

I'm just disappointed.