It felt so real. After all the silence, I finally got to see her and talk to her. I got all the answers and validation I'd ever asked for. We smiled and laughed. And then I woke up and felt disappointed.
Is this my subconscience crying out for closure?
I've accepted moving on, and NC and whatnot. Not that I had a choice. I didn't know we were done until I got a NC order from the police.
But still, I know it's not healthy, but I YEARN like no other for her to break NC. And it's completely a power/validation thing on my end, because I don't even want to respond. But it's all I think about sometimes.
Why yearn for contact?
If you get bitten by a wild animal which you thought could be trained but obviously couldn't, would you like to get bitten again? And even if the wild animal could apologize in any way, what meaning could it have?