I Know This

...and simply this:  I don't know a damn thing about anything.  As if I ever did.  Because I don't.  What I do know I don't particularly like.  According to Shelly, this is all about "70 hour work weeks and moving/packing and Todd coming down here".  I have no doubt that to some extent, at least, this is true.  All I know is the way it makes me feel.  I'm already insecure/untrusting because of past issues.  I always knew this would be hard, if not downright impossible.  Perhaps this is why.  When she doesn't try to contact me or ask anything about me or what's going on, I take it to mean she doesn't give a damn enough to ask.  That she doesn't care.  Whatever issues I had before - even over these past couple of months as things seemed to be better, it was helped enormously by her constant contact and interest - sexually and otherwise.  Now all of a sudden that's gone.  She wants me to think that it's because of the aforementioned issues.  Perhaps it is.  It just doesn't make me feel very good.  I guess since she's so busy she never texts Siobhan or anyone either.  Right.