I wish I could stop reminiscing so much about our time together. There are some great memories, though. I don't regret any of it and enjoyed every minute of it. I always told him I thought he was a great guy, and somehow despite his lies, I still do. There is a Dr. Seuss saying, "Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened." I just wish it were that easy. I smile because it happened but I am also devastated because it's over.
This situation has made me realize how weak I am. I have always been independent, strong-willed, and together. But today, now, the past three weeks, I have been broken and weak. My heart physically pains. Am I ever going to be able to feel love for someone again? Am I ever going to be able to trust a man again? Did I make him too important to me and now that he is gone, I'm feeling too empty?