It’s dreadful and is going to be like that for a while because what was broken truly deeply mattered to you.
One or two.
I say all who don’t have dissociative or sociopathic tendencies do tend to feel like that.
For a while, you will feel it it’s different intensity depending where you are at today.
I felt that as long as I lived it would have tortured me.
This year?
I laughed. Not because it’s funny, because it doesn’t matter anymore, lost all its power.
The wound was there, the scar still is. The betrayal and the people who betrayed me just lost any grip on my life.
With dark humor I can joke about it, I could even tease her if I thought she needed a reminder (but she was miserable and trying so no point in being ass) or just mentioning it to remind clearly that while today may count, the past did happened and matters for where we are today, not in her fantasy of forgiveness, that is never coming, but in the path of becoming a better person who would have lived a life that would have lead to a different place, the one she fantasizes about and that she can’t reach because she destroyed it.
Why? Because if she wants to ever get there all traces of that person have to die, she should burn it to ash and return as new as the legendary phoenix.
Will she ever get there? No clue, that’s all on here, don’t care. I neither stop her nor push her.
All that matters to me is I am there, even if the spot at my side is vacant I don’t feel incomplete, alone, sad.
It’s always going to be a bitter memory, but like a passing cloud, not the abyss darkness I lived in for so long.
Even if someday she does manage to join there, or there will be another woman, or nobody at all, it’s all going to work out.
It’s me not afraid to fall again not someone else sustaining my weakness.
Took me 18 years of mistakes, almost half my life, but I got there when I stopped denying and control, I accepted. Everything, not just passively.
You will get there faster or slower is on you. This day will be a meter to gauge your healing.
Because is your life and you are all that matter, not who hurt you or how they hurt you.
To belong in it they need to deserve it, you only decide who fits your standards.
[This message edited by BackfromtheStorm at 11:17 AM, Friday, April 17th]