When I finally detached, I noticed that I started daydreaming about what it would be like to be in a loving relationship with other women. I didn't care anymore about what my W did or thought. I only saw happiness for myself going forward...hope had returned back into my life. I saw myself again as a loving person.
Very well put. I felt those things as well. I think I finally accepted myself for me. I finally thought I'm ok, I'm worth loving.
