There are two men in my life, and I don't want to let go of either one of them. I didn't plan or choose this situation, it "just happened'. I've been living with MG for almost 3 years. Over Christmas, we separated, at a great emotional cost to me. I have been very upset about this.

While I was in an in-patient psych ward, of all places, I met someone else. Soneone who does not have anywhere else to go. I've let him stay at my apartment since january 3, and against all advice, of course, it is not what anyhone would recommend. but JP is a unique individual. He's here on my couch, listening to heavy metal. He's introduced me to playhing poker, heavy metal and good cigars. We've shared quite a lot.

I have cried and prayed, and I am to the point where I may have to let MG go. Whatever happens happens. Inshallah as the Muslims say, God's will, not mine.