It's late. I just took benadryl. I'm having trouble sleeping thinking about what and who XF is doing.

But it wasn't a constant thought tonight. I helped a friend dealing with issues with her child.

I cooked and did some laundry and watched a few episodes of a funny show.

That's a huge change for me. Before, everything would be on the back burner to better obsess about what he is doing.

Baby steps.

Maybe one day it really won't have any affect on me.

Maybe one day I will be truly detached.