I think I’m finally free from your emotional clutches. Free down to the last inch. I’ve lost track of time. I don’t remember how many years that I have spent on an emotional-relationship sabbatical. I was finally treated and shown how anyone deserves to be treated in a relationship. I finally experienced a few months back what a non-dysfunctional feels like. I’m sorry for the pain and hurt I have unfairly caused others. I’ve have just experienced my first crush since I let go of every last trace of you. It did not pan out, but I learned with a nugget of joy that I have the ability to love again. The ability that I thought you took away on the day you walked out the door. You never did. It was just buried deep within me. And now it sits in the sun. I’ve finally stopped loathing myself and started loving myself as much as I should.



