Thanks guys, but I need you to know right now, I don't have a problem with the booze. It was a coupla more beers on an empty stomach than was good for me and seemed like a good idea at the time, after all, it was kinda hot yesterday and slow at work.

Trouble is, she was the best one ever. She's a caring sort of person, never deliberatley gone out to hurt anyone - in fact, she kept saying that after her last partner, a complete psycho, she didn't want anyone to screw with her head - the last thing I'd want to do. The thing that sticks most in my throat is the dumping by WAP and the other guys stuff in her bathroom less than a week later. Did she dump me before or after? Was she even going to tell me about him? Did she invite me round just to push this other guy in my face? We talked about everything else, why couldn't she talk about him?

Add to that Ant, my best buddy of nearly 20 years has stopped talking to me because he thinks I screwed his girlfriend (I didn't, by the way, he got caught out doing something bad and can't admit it's his fault, she just came to me for the truth afterwards) and I'm up the proverbial creek. No long term partner I can talk to, other best buddies are way across state, family all 1000's of miles away and the professional help is way too expensive. At least the overbearing boss is getting his card marked. 2 other staff slammed him with a suit for 'unacceptable behaviour' so maybe he'll go easy for a while.

Thanks for all your support. And the hugs, although, CapriUni - can we just clear up something? I'm a guy and you are.....?

Oh, my whole name? I got stuck with a honey.... Spaced out mom and a groupie dad, named me after a really crappy album from the 70's. You'll see why I just stick to DW.

Dream Weaver.