I tell you what, this has been one odd saga in my life. Sitting here thinking back on who I was in those first few months she left is borderline embarassing, but also a reminder of my demons and faults. I had nearly lost all the good parts of myself to trauma and neglect.

I've come a long way since then. My weight is coming up, fixed my collapsing ceiling, hell I even made it out to a concert alone 😄.

Most importantly I'm finding my confidence again. I find a smile on my face more often than not. The half smile of the Buddha shining in me.

I'm going on a date. For the first time in 7 years. I'm so fucking excited.

This sub helped me immensely in those first few months with book suggestions, kind words and people reaching out directly to share their stories. I poured over it daily looking for some kind of peace. I think I'm finding some of it again. Thanks guys.