I know I'll be okay. I'm just frustrated. And busy. And feeling like I got lost along the way. And being pissed that when I did get lost, my W didn't say anything - just silently built up resentment.
Oh well. It is what it is, right? I really enjoyed our 12 years together - I'll always have that.
I should also mention that new friends can pop up in the most unexpected places. Isn't that great?!
