11:30
pm
Oh God, where
shall I begin? See what I get for not writing for so
long!?!
Well let's
see I went to work today and there were two bunches
of flowers for me. One sent yesterday, one sent today.
From who?
I think it was Kim. He won't let go.
I talked
with him last on the phone and told him that I was uncomfortable
around him and that with him, there are too many questions
without answers. I think it is best that I don't see
him if I am not comfortable.
I don't know
if I wrote about it but he freaked out awhile ago...
jumped off some building at Fort Mason and then limped
over to the Golden Gate with a broken ankle. He was
blessing the City from something horrible he said. I
talked to him a bit about it and decided that he was
too unstable to have even a friendship.
It was kind
of cruel, but I have to set my limits. I need supportive
relationships with stable people . He would drag me
down. It was so early in our relationship that I thought
it could be severed easily.
Boy, was
I wrong!
He came in
last Saturday and scared the shit out of me. I asked
him how he was, but he was aloof and so I left him alone.
He seemed
crazy. He was talking to himself at the counter (which
was where I was working!) Even Sherman said he was a
crazy man. After that visit I decided to keep a part
of my mind concerned and aware of Kim.
Getting those
flowers is scary. I don't know what is going through
Kim's mind right now. He needs help. I don't want to
think of what he might try in his confused state. The
notes, by the way, read: "To: Michael Booth, From:
The love of your life"
Blah! Blah
on him if he sent them. I hate this! I don't need another
thing to to be worried about. And on top of all, my
last entry in this journal is about him!!!
Please let
everything be alright, please?
Well, if
anything does happen, let this send him to a place where
he'll never come back (Total Fatal Attraction).
Besides Kim,
I've had a pretty good week.
Oh yes, everyone
around me is falling to pieces, but I have remained
somewhat centered, Utah's
ex-boyfriend left town to NY City without even letting
him know. That's pretty bad. He's also dealing with
his and Wendy's friendship (or lack) He feels alone
now.
I saw him
cry last night, which was strange. Being with him and
just being there for him was a great experience. I think
we are getting closer and closer everyday.
I love it!
I love him!
