Yeah, the long slow Valentine's day massacre is over - and I'm surprisingly happy about it! I wouldn't have believed you if you'd told me a year ago I could ever feel this way, but I do.
MY life is good. I realize, one important part is that without H, I'm free to hang out with MY kind of people. Many of them are types that my H would have looked down his nose at, but that I really love. I realize I had stupidly gone along with hanging with H's friends because of that.
I have tons of new friends, wish I had more time to hang with all of them. This weekend, for instance, I went with three of my buddies from my Adult Rock Band class, to a totally rockin' party/jam session with 100+ people, and got to sit in on the drums and play Bobby McGee
