Yesterday, Narelle announced that she’s getting married on Friday. And the God-damnedest thing is that, while I am sincerely happy for her and her fiancee, I’m utterly crushed by her news. This contradiction is sickening. I know it’s selfish, but I’ve just been confronted with the incontrovertible realization that her relationship with me grossly lacks the intimacy and openness that I’ve always hoped for.
I am the most shallow person on the face of the earth. I didn’t see it coming. It’s not at all pretty. And there’s nothing to be done about it.
