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Drunk Ricky Relapse...

Dear Diary. As I told you yesterday, I am in a bit of a pickle. Not the food stuff, mind you, more of an emotional pickle. Several months ago, I was whisked off my feet by a lovely young Englishman who promised me the world. As with all of my relationships, there was just one thing: Drunk Ricky was married. He assured me that the divorce was just around the corner, but as is my luck - all that was round the corner was a call from the wife about their 'reconciliation' and a big fat buttslam. This made me really gun shy about you men, so I kept myself to myself this summer, and have just recently found my feet again. Now the bomb drops. Again. I found out that Drunk Ricky was involved in a terrible accident, was badly injured, and is confined to a wheelchair with a dark prognosis. Being the caretaker that I am, I went to see him as soon as I could and that's where it's all gone wrong. He's still as gorgeous as ever, funny, English, Rich, you know the basics, but now I feel like he needs me. He is also 100% divorced and is extremely contrite about his past actions. He's not asked anything of me, but I may just have a little Florence Nightingale syndrome going on. How am I supposed to know how I feel, how he feels and if this is right, with all these issues? "Hi! I'm lovely, treated you like crap, and now I'm in a wheelchair, telling you I've changed." AHHHH! My brain is melting!!

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