We've been separated now for about 8 months. It has been a "psychological death" and I've hit the stages of grief.
I'm still going to the C and on the AD's.
I've also met some nice people --- I'm not hiding out any more. I really do feel pretty damn good now. I'm trying to look at this as a positive "opportunity". .... "When live gives you lemons, make lemon-aide."
Sometimes, usually after communicating with the 2bx, the sadness hits me. The holidays can be a crazy time and even tho I was never really exciting about visiting with her family... some how it hurts knowing that I now cannot be there.
