I find myself drifting further and further away from H. I'm not particularly interested at all in him now. I don't know if I'm even interested in speaking to him, were he to get in touch and suggest meeting up. I think I'd be like 'meh...'no thanks'.
He seems like a stranger, and our M seems like a lifetime ago, like they belonged to another person.
I feel like I've lost a lot of things (blind faith in love, wild hope, in other people) but I'm not quite sure if I've gained anything from all of this. I don't feel upset, or wound up, day to day. I actually feel quite calm now. I maybe feel a little sad, but I don't feel depressed.
This is all a strange process, for sure.
I'm in the same boat. I feel like I have lost so much, too. I have no faith in anyone anymore. And my trust has been completely and utterly destroyed. Does that ever come back or is it a permanent casualty in all this?
There are moments in this life when you are so confident in the rightness of your actions, that not even for a second do you consider the option that you might be wrong.
