Sunday started out normal enough. I went to work and it was going fine. Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory was on so I watched that while I did prep. I called my gf and she seemed fine. The night before she went out with her friends and seemed to be ok.
Then my boss invited me to the Nuggets game. 14th Row seats, middle of the court. So since everything seemed to be ok I told my gf I was going to go to the game and see her afterwards. I should have thought it through, but I didn't. I dont know why I do things like that and without putting the proper thought into them. Then after work I went home and called my gf again.
The result was she blew up at me. She was so mad screaming me at the phone saying she needed me there etc. I told her about how I felt and how she didn't wanna seem to talk to me about it and seemed to be fine. She responded saying I should have known that she needed me and that I should have asked her how she was feeling etc. I had asked her that, but I agree with her that I should have known that she really wasn't ok. We fought and fought and fought. The end result was I had to go back to work to cover for another guy so someone would be able to take the seats and not let them go to waste. This made it so I could see my gf earlier and spend more time with her. The other result is I got to work 12 and a half hours yesterday.
She came over and we talked things out. She was just very hurt and scared. She cried for a while, and all I really could do was just be there, not much else I could contribute. I feel horrible that I cant do anything else to help her.
This morning started off ok. She was still kinda recovering from letting go the night before. I had to finish up some homework so she sat while I did that. Afterwards we went to Ihop. I just made dumb jokes and talked about whatever and by the end she was smiling and joking back. We came home and I went and let the dog out and fed it etc. While I was doing that she checked her email. I went outside and she was getting ready to go. She was very visibly upset and despondant. She just said I have to go, and I asked her what was wrong but she just kept saying nothing and then I tried to get her to talk. Then she just left.
Now I am here about to go to school. Hopefully it will be a mind relief.