I woke up yesterday morning feeling relieved.
Relieved that Mr. B was not beside me, and that I would not be the one driving him to the airport that afternoon. Relieved I would not be the girl he was leaving behind, to pine after him for the unforeseeable future as he kept me at arm’s length. Relieved that he was no longer mine.
This may seem like a big leap from the scorned, wine-chugging, internet shaming ex-girlfriend version of myself you have been acquainted with thus far, but I had three major realizations that got me here…I’ll split them up into my next few posts.
Current Status: considerably less morose / finally eating / still watching Friends