I finished the book and it made me feel so hopeful. I have tried to get a life the past month. I joined a gym and started doing yoga, I joined a book club, I started doing more with my friends. I don't see him during the week, so it's not like this is blaringly obvious to him, I just have better stories to tell him.
I stopped calling him, too. What is sad is that he doesn't really call me. I realized that when I did talk to him during the day, it was because I called him. That is kind of discouraging. I stopped crying and pleading. I've become calm when in his presence.
I have a fear that this is not going to work.
I'm just going to keep posting here, hoping that someone will give me some advice or encouragement.
