Shitting fucking arsing hell.
Last night I had a 'moment' with an old friend of mine. Nothing's ever happened between me and him before, I met up with him and some of his friends in the city he now lives in, which is in another country, where I'm currently visiting as part of my thesis research. We were both very, very drunk and it was in the small hours of the morning.
Earlier in the night, we had a big heart to heart where I basically told him that I was going to break up with my boyfriend of 18 months. I have no idea where this came from, I hadn't thought it before hand, but as soon as it was out of my mouth, I realised that I think it is in fact true. My BF and I have a distance relationship due to current work/study situations and have done so for about 4 months. It's been pretty hard going and he seems to have developed quite a nasty, jealous streak to him. We keep talking this through and he apologises, but it's normally pretty hollow. Last night he was getting angry at me for not having contacted him and rang me 11 times in 30 minutes, even though I had already told him I wouldn't answer due to problems with roaming. Due to the time difference, contact has been sporadic and difficult, with a very very brief period of time where we're both awake.
I haven't seen BF now for about 4 weeks, due to distance and now me being away. Nothing really actually happened between old friend and I (he's also in a long distance relationship) but it was definitely inappropriate. I think we both wanted something to happen, and came extremely close, but sensible sides won through.
When I woke up this morning I sent the friend a fairly innocuous message to try and test the waters. I know he's read the message, but as yet he hasn't replied. I just saw him ahead of me in the street and its completely floored me. I don't want to leave (tomorrow) without speaking to him, either face to face or by text or whatever.
I also then have the problem of what to do about my BF. On the one hand I am horrified at what I've done and can't bear the thought that I might lose him. On the other, I think this has been a while coming and I should take this as a warning that the feeling in the pit of my stomach that things haven't been right for a while is more serious than I've been willing to admit.
I just don't know what to do, about contacting the friend or with the BF. I've got myself into such a fucking mess, I feel sick (although if we're being honest, I am also hungover) and I'm stuck in a hotel room feeling like the world's crashing down around me. I don't really know why I'm posting, other than feeling desperately lonely right now 