This is the point I'm at currently. My feelings are changing. My heart no longer hurts for him. I can make it through a day without thinking about him or without longing for him. I don't miss his touch, his kiss, his love. Although I will admit that I miss who he used to be, who we used to be. But I have also come to realize that I will never get that back.
Does this mean I've moved on? Or does it mean I'm just getting used to being without him? I don't know the answers to these questions, but I do know that I am positive that I do not want to be with him anymore. I will always love him because he is Buggy's father, but I am not IN love with him. This, for me, is a big step.
On a lighter note, I started my job today and LOVE it. I can't imagine working anywhere else in the world right now. Buggy has her first day tomorrow and I'm excited to see how she reacts. I am a little worried that she'll cry, but I know she will have fun and be well taken care of. I'm so excited to have the opportunity to work there and have the convenience and piece of mind knowing that my Buggy is right in the next room.
I'm keeping my head up, and still taking it one step at a time with one foot in front of the other. Positive is how I'm ending this post.
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