Day 66. Can you believe it? Two months ago, my only goal was to survive each day, maybe make it through two weeks of no contact. It was such a struggle, and I nearly gave in. But I kept reminding myself, I’m done, and the only way is forward.
Now, mornings feel brighter, afternoons lighter, and evenings calmer. No more lying in the dark, staring at the ceiling, wondering why I’m still alive.
I’ve even met someone, he’s patient and kind. I’m not rushing, nor am I expecting anything. Because for the first time in a long while, I know I can be happy in my own company.
So, hang in there, my brave warriors, Better days are coming.
Last updated on:2025-08-25T00:18:02+05:30
Comments (6)
you marked time by weeks at first, now it’s months. at the start it was survival, now it’s small peace. that shift says a lot.
reading this made me smile a bit. i remember when i could finally breathe without that ache in my chest. it really does change day by day. i’m happy you’ve reached a place where company feels like a choice, not a need.
2 months felt like 2 years for me. i remember staring at my phone like an idiot, waiting for a text that never came. mornings were the worst, felt like dragging myself through mud. glad you’re out of that hole.
congratulations 🎊
Day 60 for me and it's finally getting a little easier and hurting a little less. My anger at him is also subsiding. Stay strong! We got this!
congratulations!☺️