It's been practically a week post-break-up and as a good friend pointed out, I've made it through the toughest part. I've made progress. I found a nice apartment that will accept my cat and my washer and dryer. I will have to leave the dogs in Lathen's hands, but he does love them and I have faith they will be well taken care of. I will miss those little creatures more than anything. They were always there for me, every night. This whole thing sucks, but I'm pretty sure it's the right thing to do. I do not want a man in my life whose reality is so different than mine. I'm realizing that what I want, my dreams and goals, make no sense to him at this point. In fact, I think they scare him. These importances? Family, education, stability, structure. His importances? Money, freedom, reckless abandon. Unless something changed, we were doomed. People don't change. I will continue to need these things and so will he. Sometimes love just ain't enough.