What they say about time being the best healer is really true. I spent ten days weeping every single day, feeling cheated, lost and totally uncool. And then on the tenth day as if by magic the tears just stopped. Its been three days since i shed my last tear, friday will make it two days since i called him and i feel great. I have been spending time at home, with family. I understand the feeling of coming home to someone simply because i have had people to come back to. And it makes me feel kick ass. I dont yearn for him, dont feel overwhelmed and am ready to say screw you, i dont even miss you anymore. I also know it probably has something to do with the fact that i have not been at work so i am in control, but even when i return tomorrow i will be tough as nails, steel balls and all. I have survived the worst and from here its just a climb up.
There is so much that was wrong in my life, so much that weighed down on me but i have lived out the angst and anger and it really is what you call a clean slate.
I have survived.
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