Waiting

Had no contact with Nathan yesterday, and feel pretty good about that. Now I'm waiting for him to pick me up to take me to get my wisdom teeth taken out and I'm worried that I'll sink once again into that sadness. One thing that helped me yesterday was talking to my two other sisters that I hadn't spoken to about the situation. It made me feel good to know that at least one of them said that she never liked Nathan. Ever. Kind of sad that he made such a poor impression, because he really is a nice guy. She says that no one ever specifically said anything bad about him, but she wouldn't be surprised if the other two felt the same way.

It's sad that someone talking shit about him would make me feel better, but it does. Also makes me feel better that she thinks I can do better than him. Apparently she used to gossip about him to another friend of hers and wonder what the hell I see in him. I think she was concentrating on the physical aspect, since she never really got to know him well.

Anyway, I woke up only twice last night, and without the panicky feeling that I'd been having the previous nights. I was also able to read a little bit before I went to bed, which I haven't been able to try since Nathan left. Didn't get very far, and I don't even remember what it was I read, but at least I felt well enough to try.