a closed door, an open window

So, something happened and I've been putting it off and putting it off—writing about it, I mean. I just couldn't find the words, or it sounded flimsy, or it was full of me making excuses... and I shouldn't have to make excuses.

I broke it off with Gabriel.

For reasons why, you could probably scan back through the past few entries and see the reasons. In short, I feel she needs more attention and more... well, more everything... than I can give her. Knowing one's own limits is important, and I knew she was beyond mine. Being with her was putting stress on my own boundaries and it took this long to figure it out.

Is the break-up clean? Is it easy? No.

I don't have to say any more on the subject, and I won't. Gabriel's chapter on this blog is over. My further musings on her will be kept to myself.