For the first time in my life Im doing everything right.
I have let him go with dignity (sometimes I ask myself, if it wasn't even too much), I have sticked to NC for 4 months now, and Ive started dating again.
I have put up such a huge effort that sometimes I wonder how can it be that Im still alive.
So I went out tonight and had a lovely dinner and conversation with a work colleague who asked me out. We had a lovely night and I can't say one single thing against him; I also kept telling myself that new guys don't have to be "the one" but just new friends. But I already know, it won't work. It felt like being with ... myself, with nothing to learn.
Im home now and I miss my ex boyfriend so much, just so much that it's hard to find the words. Like missing an arm or something that completed me perfectly and I don't know where Ill be able to find anymore.
I know this is normal. I know that time heals all.
But I wonder I just wonder when I will start feeling whole again.
If somebody is having the same experience, Id love to share thoughts with you, it would help a lot. Thank you so much for reading me.