Everything seems like such a blur - time passes but I feel lost and moving without direction. I cant stop crying. I thought the crying in the shower so my kids wouldn't see or hear was over. Yet, here I am. The pain of knowing that once again I wasn't good enough is almost unbearable. Having to admit that he didn't love me and didn't want me makes my heart break. Why do people have to fail us? Why was I so trusting and why was I so willing to give him my heart completely? He made me feel so alive after losing Jason - he made me feel like there was hope and that I could honestly believe and trust in him and his feelings for me. I should've known better. Being the rebound is the recipe for heartache and disappointment. It was never going to work out....it really was just a matter of time. Oh how I wish that I wouldn't have let my guard down, maybe this wouldn't hurt so bad. I know that I will survive this, I know I will make it through. Time is the healer of all wounds.