HEALING AND ACCEPTANCE.
For the first time in a very long time, I feel like I've gone through the day without thinking about him. It's weird, for someone who's occupied my thoughts for months. I was shocked when the thought
For the first time in a very long time, I feel like I've gone through the day without thinking about him. It's weird, for someone who's occupied my thoughts for months. I was shocked when the thought
1st of this month was his birthday. I thought a lot about that day. When I went no contact I had made a solid decision I'd break it on his birthday and unblock him. The days leading up to his birthday
I read a post that said; healing arrives for everyone. One day it is "no contact" and then one year later, you can't remember why you liked them in the first place. There's no shame in being attached
Today I hit three digits in this no contact journey. Perhaps, it is no longer no contact but my reality now. I am at peace and I believe that's all that matters. Took time to write a letter to him on
Today marks day 90 since we last talked and also the last time I saw him. For a long time, it was an emotional rollercoaster but thinking about it now, I haven't cried in a while. Thinking about him d
Today marks day 70. I have made a firm decision to finally unblock him now because when I went no contact I blocked him on all social media platforms. I don't plan on adding him back but I'll save his
Yesterday marked 60 days of silence. Two months gone by without seeing him, hearing his voice or sleeping in his arms. My last post a few days ago was about how I'd gone on a date and I didn't like it
Today is day 55. I have made so much progress that I am proud of. I tried to go on a date yesterday and I hated everything about it. All I was thinking was just go get your man back. I don't think the
Day 50. 7 weeks sounds a little serious. I miss our phone calls the most. We spend hours on call talking about nothing and everything.
Day 45. I guess this is my new reality not just a no contact phase
Day 41 since I blocked him. Some days are easy, some days are heavy. In the end, a new day still comes.