Last night, I had an epiphany, so to speak. While talking to a good friend (Hi Kem, I know you're embarrassed about reading my oh-so-girly-blog), I realized that my image of myself changed.
I like how I look. I know it sounds conceited, but it's a drastic improvement from when I was still in a relationship. I loved him more than I loved myself, to the point of compromising on my own birthday just for him to do what he wanted.
I don't know what exactly changed me, fruits of my labor maybe? Though, I can't say I'm 100% recovered from the break up but I'm getting there. I do (and I won't deny) find myself somewhat nostalgic at times and I know it's wrong to repress my emotions, but that's how I cope. I'm only protecting myself, hoping that I'd be desensitized soon.
However, don't get me wrong, I'm definitely happy. I have good friends and I very well know who they are.
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