So…I reached a new stage tonight. Something changed in me in regards to the whole ‘breaking up with boy-o’ thing. He has a new flame, a new official flame. I was bitter and I was angry, and hurt because we were never ‘official’, but…I had an emotional release. I slapped him. I’ve never slapped a person in my life and I slapped him as hard as I could right across his face. It felt good.Better than good, actually. It was fucking amazing. It felt like I closed a door that I was having a very difficult time closing. It wasn’t done in anger or with any malice. In fact, he offered his cheek. He knows how hard this has been for me and he’s been doing his level best to support me in my healing.
I now feel as though I can be his friend without feeling pain. Sure, I don’t think I’ll be ready to meet his girlfriend just yet (the wound is still fresh, tyvm)…but I finally feel like I’m moving on. Properly and truly moving on.
Huzzah for healing and new beginnings!