this morning #1914.

this morning, i’m not crying. you’re crying. ugh. fine. we’re both crying. i’m not the one making a huge show of it though. i have every right to. it’s an emotional matter! right. you already know that. of course you do. do you know that, while you’re sobbing because you’re sad about the situation, i’m actually happy? yep. these are tears of joy. tears of shock but tears of joy. tears of relief? if i’m being perfectly honest with you, i thought this day would never come. never imagined we’d get out from under his thumb. i never felt the love for him that you do. while you patched things up with him, i didn’t make it there. now i don’t have to. instead, i’ll get to talk with my therapist about missing that chance for months & months to come.