I don’t know what happened between last night and this morning. I stayed home last night and had a great time by myself. I was happy and listening to all my favorite songs. This morning I woke up depressed over my ex. I am still attached to him emotionally and so wish he could be the person I wanted. He isn’t, and therefore I feel depressed. I also am thinking he’s with someone new, which also depresses me. I’m still trauma bonded.
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"Twenty-five years and my life is still trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination"
~4 Non Blondes
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