I think I'm making more progress with getting over the ex. Maybe. I don't think about him as much, and when I do I don't dwell on it. I don't think of the bad stuff as much. Certain songs don't get to me as much as they used to. Several people have mentioned how much better I seem to be doing.
I did crack a little last night though. I spent a rather underwhelming dinner and a movie evening with the boy. No touching or affection of any kind, and I took my cue and left when he announced it was his bed time right after the movie. As I was driving away I kept wishing he would have asked me to stay the night. It reminded me of when I left MS after packing all my stuff up. As I drove farther and farther down the road all I wanted in the whole world was to get a text with the words "Come back". I held out hope for a good hour as I drove east, but it never came.
I heard a saying recently... "You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one." I'm so, so ready to turn that page. Almost there.
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