I've put this off as long as I could, but I can't anymore: I'm miserable. I'm getting crankier and crankier. I wake up every morning thinking 'what am I going to do, I can't go on like this'. The only way I'm going to be happy and satisfied is (and as much as I really don't want to I have to) I can't put it off any longer: I need to start 'sleeping around'!