At this exact moment in time, I feel fine. Good, even. I
have a lot of things to look forward to.
I don’t miss him as much as I thought I would. I mean, I
miss him… but I don’t cry myself to sleep over it every night.
I’m sure that the only reason I’m coping okay right now is
because I’ve kept myself very busy since we broke up. I am really worried about
the first weekend where I don’t have plans, though.
Not having to plan my life around his life and his shifts
has taken a huge weight off my shoulders. I don’t have to let people down and I
can say ‘Yes’ to going out with people whenever I want. I guess I could’ve done
before, but we had so little free time together that I would always choose him
over my friends.
I have plans to go out Saturday, and the following weekend…
and possibly even the weekend after. So I’m hoping that first weekend with no
plans is still a while away yet.
I think I’m slowly realising just how unhappy I was…
I’m going to phone him later. I want to talk about his
birthday this weekend as I would like to send him a card.
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