I've had a lot of time to reflect this weekend. I find myself being more aware of my limiting thoughts, and not letting my behavior be dictated by what others expect of me.
I was watching a rerun of Sex and the City last night--the episode in which Miranda crawls underneath her son's crib to avoid meeting Steve's GF. She was afraid of seeing/meeting this woman because that would "make her real." I think something like that has happened to me. Part of me wants to believe Joe's woman isn't real, which shows I'm still attached to my M and to Joe. I've decided to be patient with myself as I completely detach but now I see this is not a short process. Joe still pops up in my dreams often, and thoughts about what happened still come to my head several times a day (including right when I wake up.) At the same time, I continue feeling this overwhelming sense of joy and freedom; like I was released for prison. It's so WEIRD.
I'm following the strategies I wrote in my book, and they work. Sometimes it's hard to believe I wrote this book...that's what inspiration does to a writer, I guess.
It is a long process, though. So I'm very grateful to have you, guys!
