Healed
I came across a pic of the ex recently (I’d been avoiding them) and it gave me pause. I just sat here and stared at it for the longest time trying to figure out just what exactly I felt. I poked and prodded my heart and my brain with every trick I knew, but the answer was still a resounding: NOTHING. I felt nothing. No sadness. No longing. No loneliness. No nostalgia. Not even any anger, bitterness, resentment. There MIGHT have been a flash of pity, but only a flash.
That feeling of NOTHING led to the feeling of relief.
I’d say I should have broken up two years ago when I first was going to, but I think it needed to happen when and how it did. There are several men snooping around my door, and I think I was meant to be exactly where I am now in order to meet one of them….
Time will tell.
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