I’ve been separated one week and one day. I really thought this would be harder, I thought there would be more tears. I thought it would hurt more. Yeah, it hurts and I’m lonely and all the usual stuff… but… *looks around and considers her life a moment…* I’m actually doing pretty damn good! I have made it. And I don’t plan to stop making it any time soon.
Thank you for listeni… uh… reading.
Thank you for reals.
Thank you for listeni… uh… reading.
Thank you for reals.
I don't think that's strange -- when She Who Must Not Be Named and I split, the anxiety leading up to the split was much worse than the post-split reality. Making the decision was the really hard part.
Posted by: Stevebetz.wordpress.com | 09/16/2010 at 07:38 AM
(((HUGS)))
You faced the cut and the damage- time to heal. Don't live in the wound if you don't need to. Grieve it, but don't live in it.
Posted by: Shushnow | 09/16/2010 at 02:18 PM