Utterly Gutted Part 2

[Frank75]

Sorry for the hiatus, I went home to philly for a few weeks and reallllly needed that. I was surrounded by people that love me and that was good enough for me.

My second week there, my wife emails me telling me she went to the apartment i was looking at and they only had 1 unit for rent SO SHE GOT IT FOR ME. What, am i in the twilight zone??? I just said whatever, thanks because i was going to do it anyway. here's the kicker though, she picked me up from the airport and she's like "by the way, i moved your stuff for you"...so after like 16 hours of flying, all i wanted to do was go home to bed but instead i was moved into an apartment lol..i can't even begin to describe how i felt. This was last weekend.

And then the lexapro kicked in and i was like, you know what? I'm not even wasting my sanity on this anymore. So i embraced the apartment life, i'm LOVING it here, and i signed up for a few dating websites. I NEED to be loved again and I NEED someone to love. I'm not looking to rush into anything but i already met a few reallllly nice women and have a few dates set up. I'm blazing a trail forward, with or without my "wife". Funny how a few months, some counseling, some reading up on grief and some drugs can get you through the worst time of your life. Looking back at my old posts, i don't even know that sad person anymore. I was living in fear like someone here told me and F that...no more. Into the future!