100 days. That’s 2400 hours. I can’t even imagine going into minutes and seconds with that. A part of me is so shocked how fast 100 days went by, another part is so sad that it’s really been 100 days.
A very big part of me still hurts for the girl who begged to be loved, to be treated properly and with respect. There are still some parts of me that are angry that he moved on so quickly, that he continued and continues to live life happily even after hurting me mentally, emotionally and physically.
I look back to me 100 days ago and I’m so grateful for growth and finding grace with and for myself.
Last updated on:2025-09-23T06:18:03+05:30
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well done❤️
when you think about those 100 days, is it more the sadness or the anger that hits you hardest? curious how you’re feeling now.
100 days is huge… i’ve learned that letting yourself feel every emotion, even anger, is part of slowly healing. journaling or just talking it out helped me a lot. ❤️
ugh yes… i hit 90 days recently and it’s wild how fast it flies but also how raw the pain still feels 😭 i get that anger too, it lingers.
you can be so proud of yourself. someday you’ll find someone who deserves you and treats you properly without you having to ask. keep going 💞