Today would’ve made two years for me and him.
It’s funny, all last week I was thinking about today and how I would feel. Would I be depressed and hurt? Would I be grumpy and filled with hate? Or would I just pretend not to give a fuck?
But to my surprise, I just now remembered what today would’ve signified. I’m not depressed, hurt, angry, grumpy, annoyed or feel any hate towards him or the day either. In fact today truly has been great.
I do wonder if it has crossed his mind though and how he feels about it. We constantly struggle with what an appropriate relationship between me and him should consist of and we are constantly going back to the same spot.
My mom asked about him yesterday too. She could hear in my voice that it was still a touchy topic for me. I don’t know how to feel about it anymore. But I’m happy I haven’t let it drain my joy today. If anything at least I know I’m growing.
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