Just a post to mark this moment of being absolutely clear and honest with myself...
She is gone baby gone. I am on my own.
Now the castaway analogy is stronger than ever for me, but I've got my porta-potty sail and am preparing to launch myself out onto the vast unknown ocean of time and space between us.
Will I ever see or be with her again? Will it be too late when and if I do?
I'm almost feeling like it doesn't even matter. I am committed to this course of action of building my own life raft and taking all the steps in order to save myself. To get myself off this lonely computer island and return to living well amongst my friends and family.
"I am so sad that she is gone. But I am so grateful that she was with me."
I am being the possibility of:
1) Integrity 2) Loving myself completely. 3) Things flowing naturally between us, without any fear or attachment to the outcome.
