Workaholic

So here I am again. Sunny October day. Hopefully I'll be able to go to swim later on.
I'm feeling horribly. Bad evening and night. Waking up wasn't better.
There are times when I feel I can't make my message through. As if I'm the only one living the discomfort.
My girlfriend is a work alcoholic and this is bearing down on me. It seems as if everybody cares about his/her private intimate life except her.
It is sad eating dinner alone on a table set for two.
Thursday is always a special day when L-Word is being aired on cable. We love discussing the themes brought up and comparing the American and Italian LGBT situation.
Well yesterday evening I watched it most of the time alone, with no discussion brought up later. What do you need to discuss when what you need to talk about seems such an alien subject?