So it’s been about 3 weeks since we broke up and it doesn’t hurt as much as it used to. We’ve talked a little because we have to see each other at work and we agreed to not have drama. When we ended there was no drama. We just wanted different things, sure I knew but a little part of me hoped he wanted more and hoped that I could give more. Well the first week I was upset, I think I was more mad that I let someone see that side of me just for it not to workout. Well now I’m in the mindset of putting myself out there again. Not anything drastic but maybe going out with the girls and see how that goes. Get back to the flirty personality I had before him. I toned it down because I had him. Well as excited as I am about getting back to a version of myself that I lost with him, I’m sad. I liked having someone to rely on, I liked having that person there. I know what I want but getting there is the challenge. Oh how I wish he could’ve been it so I wouldn’t have to go through that again. I’ve never dated someone that long or let someone in as much as I did him. I miss the idea of him more than him these days. He’s on vacation with his family out of the country so I get a week of not having to run into him at work or talking to him. So I get to take a break from that situation, out of sight out of mind kinda thing! Why are new beginning exciting but equally scary???