It's been just over two months since the big break up. I feel free. I can be myself. I'm happier. Didn't realize I wasn't that happy during the relationship until he mentioned I seemed that way. I mean, I knew I was unhappy a lot, but I loved him and would do anything for him.
Enter New Boy. He came into my life when I needed a distraction from Old Boyfriend. We laugh. Talk baseball. Watch Disney movies. He's not a new boyfriend. He's a friend. But I'm pushing him away.
Because I'm afraid of getting hurt. Again. Over and over. Again.
One day I'll figure out how to have a relationship where I don't think I'm nothing.
"I'd like to give thanks to my exhusband for beating into my head everyday for years how worthless I am."
I'm slowly getting over it though. He's still a bitter, angry, controlling man.
I'm getting stronger. I made this pic my profile pic on Facebook. So much positive feedback. Made me feel awesome. Which we all know I am anyway!!!