Personal Log 10: A grim day.

Posted on 10 Jun 2013 @ 12:46pm by Chief Warrant Officer 4 Cyrus Kiwosk

334 words; about a 2 minute read

Time is 0001.

I'm just off shift, Theron let me off 15 minutes early, and I....

I called Pola again.

*sigh*

We're done. I had to end it and I don't know what feels worse...that I had to end it...

or that she agreed. *long sigh, followed by a yawn.*

It's probably for the best, hell I KNOW it's for the best. But it's kind of shocking that I had fallen so in love with a woman that I knew for a little more than a month. That being said, the odds of us seeing each other when we're on opposite sides of space are small to none.

I guess I was just telling her what she already feared because she had agreed with me completely. I don't like saying it, but there it is.

What does that even mean? Did I make the wrong decision? Hell if I know, all I know is that I'm single again and it sucks, but that's life I guess.

I should probably stay away from relationships anyways *chuckle* I mean, with everyone getting shot at lately, it's probably better off if I don't, who knows, I could probably be dead tomorrow.

*sigh* Was I always this cynical? Or is a new trend? I'm not going to lie, I'm worried about it. I find myself looking for drink more than I care to admit, and it takes all my will power not to down the medication I need to help me sleep.

*rustling and shifting of clothing. Following by a shuddering sigh*

And the nightmares have come back even worse.

I'd dare to say that Pola was a big part of them going away. But after the mission with the wolves and the death of Lieutenant Stone, I can feel myself slipping into a place I don't think I want to go.

I've started making regular trips to the counselors on board. I'm hoping that it will help.

I guess only time will tell.

*sound of computer powering off*

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