Feeling good. PMA is high. I think I'm really excited to have a space of my own for the first time in 10 years. I don't need to make my desires mesh with anyone else and all the decorating is up to ME. It's all my stuff and I don't have to live with anyone else's clutter (of which BF had a ton; he was a very mild hoarder who was very attached to "things"). That's making me silly-happy.
I'm finally at a place where I don't get sick to my stomach every time I ask myself what happens if BF never wants to reconcile. I miss him and our sitch makes me sad, but I know that I'll be okay with or without him.
ME: 38 BF: 40 T: 10y, no kids, no M (by choice) BD: 7/14/14, BF admits to PA, wants out, lies about new R. 10/1/14: I move out, BF lies about move in with OW 12/4/14: OW confronted, reveals all the lies
