Almost every person I know, am close to, says the same thing. They all think I am ready to date. Yet, I fear it, like I a paralyzed. Hmmm. I do have crushes and it does help me detach.
I saw H at an intersection. He gave me a weird look like, "What are you doing here? Where are the kids and put his hands up in the air." I just looked dead at him, talked into my cell which was not there and kept driving. I felt absolutely nothing for him at all. Pure detachment. Feels so liberating. I had no panic, no flutter, no insecurity if I looked good. Could not care less. He looked horrible BTW. I do not wish him ill, I just wish him absent so I can move on.
Morgan, I noticed there was a theme on your thread. LWB mentioned about the way our Hs used to be. Do we also rewrite history too? Maybe? Thissounds absurd but I feel like this alien man inhabiting my H's new body has kind f murdered my true husband so I do feel some hatred for him. It is as if he is a murderer of a good man and stole his body and is now doing awful things with it.
Me:38 H:39 MLC M:10 R:23 years D6 S3 Bomb: Easter, 2007 "Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day."