Life is miserable
I'm fed up. I fixed the problem with the NYS tax people. I am trying to recitify the two speeding tickets I have obtained. I think Easter weekend must have been the NYS Troopers quota weekend. Both for 15 mph over within the course of three days. This is of course, hysterical to me since I am the slowpoke of the road. I have to wonder, was it the rental car? Was it the fact that I was and am completely distracted by my personal life and the upheaval surrounding it.
I thought a trip home would be a nice break. The Other and I spent some time together, but we're both wrapped up in our personal circumstances. And he decided to swear off sex, because all it did was complicate things. Of course. All I needed was someone to listen, but I couldn't talk. I was so preoccupied with the desire to be naked with him, and his distance made it impossible for me to open up.
It's been about 8 weeks now, and I'm torn. In love with the Other, trying to settle things with the Husband and wanting to let go and have a release. Not able to be with either physically, I'm worried my old ways will resurface.
I'm tired of all the confusion. I'm wanted here, when I don't want to stay. But guilt and obligation and other circumstances are keeping me here. My friend Regal wants me to stay with him, but I have reservations about that. The Other offered me to stay, but he's so caught up with being heartbroken, he can't tell he's breaking mine. Plus, going back to NY has so many things associated with it. No one understands what's going on and judgment is being passed. I have no idea what I'd do there.

