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still smarts

 Every time i think i'm over it, i'm not.

And we never even had a good relationship so ........

Had therapy again this morning and it's still in the early stages but i'm already seeing things that i already knew..........i know i don't think i deserve a good man who will treat me well.

Does it matter why?

And how do i stop that?

They call it stuck points.  What we tell ourselves and we believe it wether or not its true at all.  

Okay.

So i'm going to have my thoughts rewired?  Will i be the same sardonic person that my friends love as I am right now?

Is all this even worth it?

It took me 8 years to get over a 13 year relationship...........maybe it will take me a couple of months to get over Bill and not have hurt feelings in my chest when i think about him.

I keep asking myself if its even really about HIM, or is it about not being chosen?  Different days i have different answers.Right now i'm just grateful that he has receded into darkness and i haven't heard from him at all in over a week.

more weeks, more time........and i should be fine.  Of course i will be.  It's the not knowing that bothers me.  Did they get back together at least?  Can someone be happy?  At least?

Mister must be a saint, or he's not as perfect as he seems.  My therapist told me i am doing the right thing not making any promises.  This might get harder before it gets easier for me.

So i'm doing the work, putting in the time, and having faith that if veterans have had this work for them then it damn sure should be able to work for my lame ass.


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