Since the move - it's been VERY quiet on both our ends now. I don't have much energy to be in touch with him and evidently nor does he with me. Maybe it was all just too much for both of us - maybe something finite or I don't know. I have no idea. He brought over all my stuff from his place, but I'm pleased to say he kept a photo of me. Otherwise, his place is now clear of my stuff.
Likewise, my place is clear of his stuff.
I fear that I'm gonna have to face the music here. I keep wanting to be positive, but I just don't feel it right now.
We didn't talk about anything during the move - not even the damn books he disovered!
I oscillate between deep anger towards him and a feeling like 'what's the point, I can't get through anyway." - a futility.
It's funny but I feel more lonely here than I did in my old place - even though it was further out. It's going to take time to make this place feel like my home. I don't feel particularly settled yet and certainly not attached. I need to enjoy myself and have some good times. That will help a lot.
I'm sure it will pass and it takes time.
I loved my old place but it was just too far from school. When my H and I were together our in-town place was much closer. But after the S, it took me 1 hr 15 minutes one way to commute. The money on gas (petrol) was too much, and the time and the fact that internet didn't didn't work out there. I'm closer in now, just have to adjust to being back in the city. It's only been a couple of days, so what do I expect.
I just want to get back into my routine, and get on with my life.
