I feel weird. I seem to be getting back into some old habits that I never had when I was in a relationship. I guess I just developed new ones with him.

So I'm back to obsessing again. It's taken me six months to finally be able to watch something with a little semble of gushiness that makes you feel gooey inside. Still not okay with the public display of affection scenario... In fact I know I will never be okay with that, single or not single....

So yeah and along with the obsessing comes the addiction. My addiction to the internet is gripping me like a vice right now. And to think I had all these things planned to do while I'm not working... It sucks. Why did I ever allow myself to get absorbed into this again? Then a part of me tells me it's okay I'm allowed to do what I want when I'm on holiday. Part of me feels bad for wasting it. And it's ruining my sleep. My back hurts from sleeping funny. I don't go to bed until like one or two, then wonder why I sleep in so late.

I'm beginning to think it was wrong of me to give up the drink for a while....