Yesterday, I said goodbye to Anthony. It wasn't a great goodbye. I wanted a goodbye that would mean the world to both of us, a goodbye that we could be proud of, instead we fought. 

He accused me of trying to blackmail him. You're probably wondering how, well I asked him if he pulled out during sex and he doesn't. He told me I was trying to get pregnant to trap him.

How terrible of a feeling. The person I love thinks I would do something so cruel as to trick him into staying with me. 

I already know he doesn't want me so how pathetic would I be?

I feel okay now. I was really sad yesterday. It was so hard saying bye, but after how the day turned out I ended up feeling okay. 

I feel almost relieved. I can start my life now.