Saturday, September 15, 2007

On My Own... (Again)

I've taken the Queen's Shilling - again. And at what cost? A return to solitude.

My beloved and I have gone our separate ways; can I philosophise about it here? I'm not sure; she might read it, and I don't know how fair that is. Suffice to say, I failed in my duty as 'significant other'. Much as I wanted to, I couldn't give enough of myself to do her justice. I am become a self-fulfilling prophecy, afraid to commit, because I fear the end, but bringing about the very thing I dread most.

For right or wrong, I have allowed my work to dominate who I am. It's difficult to feel good about that a lot of the time, especially when you wake up lonely and alone at two in the morning...

4 comments:

Medblog Addict said...

Sorry.

SeaSpray said...

I don't know you Dr Shroom but the little I read I like you already!

I hope things work out for you.

I hope it is alright if I blogroll you.

Doc's Girl said...

I'm sorry, too... I hope things work out for the best for both of you. :(

Medblog Addict said...

Hey buckaroo. Hope things are going well. I'm glad you're back. I missed you. You do dark and broody so well. Just teasing you...