The start of my happiness.

[PigPen]

I remember the day my W left Tyler. It was hell. One of the top 3 worst days of my life. And now it's in the past. I can still go back there and feel it, but it's not nearly as powerful as it was.

Each day that passes puts some distance between you and the pain. Every action you take to make yourself into that man you want to be puts even more distance between it. Enough of those actions turn you into a man that can become thankful for the space she provided for you by leaving. You know the recipe now: HARD work + time = freedom.

I don't think you need to respond to the txt, at least not with anything specific. She knows how you feel and is texting for her, not for you. Remember that. Your reply costs you, hers cost you as well.

Today is one day in a long series of days my man. Stay strong, let this one burn, but not break you. So many of us have been right where you are and felt what you're feeling and we wouldn't wish it upon our worst enemy. I have a ton of compassion for what you're experiencing and even more respect for how you're handling it.

Breathe some more.

PP