And, it's May 2nd. Our second wedding anniversary is on May 7th - it's making me feel very sad about who I used to be and who I am now.

I remember who and how I was just when I met him - and I had far more confidence then. I remember thinking he seemed insecure and uncertain of himself, and I felt compassion for him.

I pick up strays who are broken and need help. NO more. I am not picking up any more broken souls in my life.

And I realize I have surrounded myself with many broken souls. Perhaps I am one of them too, but I tend to think I'm a fighter and a survivor vs. broken. I am temporarily broken, but I will mend eventually and will be far stronger as a result.

I need to cut out all the broken people in my life. Someone once told me never befriend someone who has more problems than you. The same can go for romance.

I need strong and healthy-minded people around me - not an alcoholic like one of my friends is. He came over earlier this week and tried to grope me. I will not be inviting him over ever again, and that's the friendship I will be eliminating - a 30-year friendship. He is NO friend.