So here i am, 7 and a half months since the day that I heard those dreaded ten words. They say that it takes a month for each year of a relationship (10 years) before you are able to fix things in your M. I guess I jumped ship early, but the XWW is still on that ship.
To all the world it appears that we'll get back together. Who really gets divorced after the first hiccup, only 4 months in to it. Well, me. I'm not normal and I used to believe that I wasn't born with the sanity that society purveys. Now i know for certain that I was not.
I am seriously happier than I have ever been, anxiety almost killed me but instead i turned around and killed it. My heart is full of joy and there's space for a very cute girl in there too.
Imagine God was telling me to D my XWW, just to be with this girl - what a romantic notion. If only life was like the movies, well i have faith that it can be.
Just cos things are going right, doesn't mean that they were always wrong.
