from the WAS to being walked away on

[strongerthanever]

April,

I was just reading your posts and my heat hurt for you. There were months where I would wake up feeling so gotempty inside and would spend my days crying, begging to God to bring my love back. .it is part of the process, but man its no way to live.

I think I got to a point where I was sick and tired of being sick and tired. I was focusing on what was "missing" and not what I had to be grateful for. I knew I was a great person, despite the things I wish I could take back, and that I deserved to be happy. I also reflected on past heart breaks that at the time I thought I would never recover from.

And yes, I Assn happy