Three months. It's been three months. I've been officially single for three months, though the actual "singleness time" is probably closer to 4 or 5.
And it's the best thing I could have done for myself.
I'm happy again. No more drama or torn emotions of "what should I do" or trying to read his ever-so-confusing signals. I've found friends I love. I see them as often as I possibly can. I'm forming new social groups.
And I've moved on.
No, I'm not dating anyone else. But I AM finally doing everything I can to make me happy. And I love it.
Short post, I know...check out my facebook for more of what's been going on.
I'll post more when there's more to say.
