20th June… Also Known As: Well, It’s Been A Year

Exactly a year ago today is the day that I had my heart broken. It would be nice if I couldn’t remember the date, but I do. It was the day after a foam party at a local club and I know for a fact that that was on the nineteenth. I guess that’s why I’ve been putting off writing in here. I don’t really have much to say about it. I’ve been keeping myself busy, ignoring the fact that I knew the date was coming, but it still makes you feel odd when it hits you.

I’m over him as best as I can be. I’m not angry any more and I’m not pining. I still miss him and the way he made me feel. There’s still part of me that feels deeply for him, but I think I’m strong enough on my own now. All of my defences are now back in place and I feel a little more whole.

They say some relationships happen to make you see things differently. I’m a little more determined than I ever was… and I’ve always been pretty determined. I’m also forcing myself more into stuff that I’m afraid of.

I don’t really have much more to add on the subject. I will, however, leave you with some pictures of my day at the beach last Friday.

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