{"id":2936,"date":"2014-01-22T09:49:09","date_gmt":"2014-01-22T16:49:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/?p=2936"},"modified":"2014-01-22T09:49:09","modified_gmt":"2014-01-22T16:49:09","slug":"a-brand-new-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/a-brand-new-life\/","title":{"rendered":"a brand new life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>so, i&#8217;m single in 2014.<\/p>\n<p>i got dumped two days before xmas. by text message. after almost eight years together.<\/p>\n<p>and i still don&#8217;t know why.<\/p>\n<p>to say it was a gut-punch is putting it lightly. i&#8217;ve spent the last month mostly in shock. it&#8217;s only been the last few days when i&#8217;m finally getting sad. i think i preferred the shock, though.<\/p>\n<p>everything reminds me of him. everything i&#8217;ve done for the last eight years has included him. i went down to bellingham with the girls a couple weeks ago and while wandering around target i kept catching myself thinking &#8220;i should look at [blank] for chris. oh, wait.&#8221; \u00a0it was hard. it is hard.<\/p>\n<p>i have a box of his things in the trunk of my car, but i can&#8217;t bring myself to go anywhere near his house. i avoided a union meeting because i just couldn&#8217;t bear to be that near where he lives. plus, we always hung out before them and, well, i really didn&#8217;t want to have to explain why he wasn&#8217;t there with me to my co-workers.<\/p>\n<p>that&#8217;s the other terrible thing. \u00a0pity face. \u00a0i&#8217;ve been slowly telling my co-workers, but only when they directly ask about him. and then they get the pity face. yeah, that&#8217;s awesome. \u00a0no, not really.<\/p>\n<p>thank god for my friends. they&#8217;re amazing and being so good to me. i&#8217;m sure i&#8217;d be in a much, much worse place if it wasn&#8217;t for them.<\/p>\n<p>so, yeah. words. ugh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>so, i&#8217;m single in 2014. i got dumped two days before xmas. by text message. after almost eight years together. and i still don&#8217;t know why. to say it was a gut-punch is putting it lightly. i&#8217;ve spent the last month mostly in shock. it&#8217;s only been the last few days when i&#8217;m finally getting <span class=\"ellipsis\">&hellip;<\/span> <span class=\"more-link-wrap\"><a href=\"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/a-brand-new-life\/\" class=\"more-link\"><span>Read More &rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2936","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-self-indulgence","category-words"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2936","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2936"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2936\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2937,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2936\/revisions\/2937"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2936"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2936"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2936"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}