A good day.

So the night before last wasn't so good. She and I argued, something that I've been wanting her to do. Tell me, yell at me, just express yourself to the fullest. Tell me what's bothering you! Well you now that old adage, "Becareful what you wish for." Well they weren't kinding when they came up with that.

I finally saw a side of her that I though I wanted to see. A side that I though would help her express and me to understand. However, that's not what I saw. I saw pain, torment, and struggle. The pain of her yelling at someone she loves, the torment of being someone that she isn't, and struggling with inner demons.

Once I saw this, that moment, I decided that I never ever want to see that on her face again. Never do I want to be the root or cause of such suffering again. After all, I still love her, very deeply.

So we hung out yesterday, had breakfast, caught up with some TV. Went to vist a friend in Santa Monica, which lead to me being invited to dinner at the friends house.

We were heading out back home to get something that was forgotten...on the long traffic filled Saturday night drive home, she gets a call. It our friend, she just found out the HE is going to be there, her mother invited him. So she turns and tells me. Asks if I'm ok. Well the rest of the drive home I kept debating whether or not to go...I wasn't sure if I was ready to see him face to face. HE's informed that I've been invited also...and HE's not sure if he wants to go now.

So go or stay? I went. Now I know some of you think I'm crazy, and I think I might be too...check back to see what happened.