Well, it has been exactly a week since I broke up with Kindred. It's funny cause I couldn't conceive this day when I was packing up my stuff from his house but, here it is. My anxiety has all but gone extinct. Every now and then I get pangs but for the most part I'm feeling happy again all of the time. It feels good to feel happy and I'm glad I didn't forget how.
Not only has it been a week since the break up but it's been over a week since I shaved my legs lol. That's one of the nice things about not dating I suppose. I just hadn't really felt like doing things to make myself attractive but that changes today. I plan to take a long hot shower and rid myself of the negative energy residing in the week old hair. It's time to start fresh and get my energy on the right path for the future. I even think I'll go swimming tonight for an hour, something I haven't been motivated to do since the break up. A little exercise will do me some good not only physically but mentally.
The best part about it being a week since the break up ... I'm a week closer to meeting "Him". I sure wish I had a name but I know who I mean so I suppose that's good enough. Knowing that our paths are veering toward each other has helped me soooo much with my grief. Every time I start to feel low or depressed I just think about my husband-to-be and my spirits are instantly lifted and I feel excited and giddy. Ahhh, so close and yet so far away...
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