It's another fall/winter Sunday night and I'm getting anxious, increasingly more sad about the realization that he is gone. There is no connection there anymore, although we got in touch and went over everything. He needs to feel that I am here and that he has not lost me. But I'm already gone.
It feels so weird, like he was never real. To be fair, he is not right for me at this point and I am not healed 100%. I am trying so hard, I've made progress but not there yet. It's a struggle everyday.
I had a nice weekend. Went out last night and socialized. I feel so isolated and not even here to be honest. I am alone and living in my own head for way too long now.
I'm confused right now..
PS: I wish the asshole who was doing laundry (right below my apartment) every Sunday morning could start at 10am instead of 8am.
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