Or rather I can say I'm becoming stronger with each experience.
I've surprised myself with the entire trip—as in how this relationship begun and came to an end, how I dived it, how I let it run freely and how I am now, 2 weeks later. And when I say I'm fine, I can say it's 90% true.
I attribute this strength to the overwhelming love I've received from my lovely supportive family and generous friends. You are the ones I can count on no matter what happens, and you are the ones I can truly believe who will love me till the end of time.
I want to keep moving forward. I want to let go. I want to be in love again.
It can only get better right?
p.s. dunch worry, Sparky is mine to keep!
