I'm screaming and crying and carrying on in my head because I so love to talk about my feelings (it hurts) and really, in the end, I don't think that telling him that he exercised his exit option just when I was finally getting comfortable will benefit me. Except that I managed to express myself. small consolation to a (still) broken heart. very small.
I'll put these feelings back in thier place and return to talking about interesting stuff like my stripper brother soon, I promise.