It's been a long time & the same pattern emerges. I am doing my best this week to not think on him but it eats at me. I put away all the pictures, the vision board of our fabulous life together. The fantasy journal with love tokens, erased phone numbers, etc. The whole 9 yards. That whole phone call just added to the hurt.

He is a bastard I guess and really thinks I'm big joke I guess. So why can't I just move on?