I broke up 'cause I'm gay...

... no just kidding. I'm not gay, but I don't have anything against people that are gay either so don't get me wrong. But I do have something very serious to discuss. Annika and I broke up.


The real reason we broke up
I bet you kind of figured that the gay thing wasn't true, so here goes the real story:

For some time now (since before we moved here) I have been very insecure about myself and just felt that I need to be by my self for some time. I have been neglecting this and thought everything would just be fine once we got to Gibraltar, but it didn't. I was very comfortable with Annika and she is really someone special to me, still.

The thing is I need to do what feels right for me, and what feels right for her. If I'm not happy, it's not fair to her, so I have to be honest and true. You guys should know that I'm probably the most honest guy in the world, or at least I try to be.

I need to figure out how I work and what I want and I have to do it alone and by my self, I will not drag anyone else in for the ride, cause this is my problem that I will have to solve. The only thing I care about right now is taking one day at a time and being with my friends.

Things feels better now, and Annika and I are on the same page so to speak. There are no hard feelings, it's just very tough for both of us as we have lived together for 2 years. We will get through this and will be friends in the future - that, I am sure of.


Thanks for being there for me!
I would like to say thanks to all of my friends that have been there for me when I have felt bad. Especially my friends at the office that came and ate with me and made sure I wasn't alone when I felt like this. Thanks for being there for me when I needed it the most.

When I felt like shit, someone would always come with me to the roof or go have a sandwich in the kitchen with me. This is true friendship. Just want to point that out once more.