Through everything that took place, I find myself moving forward towards healthier relationships, in all areas of my life. I see things more clearly than I did before, maybe it's because I've just begun to open my eyes. I am a little more quiet, though I always have been, but just a little more reserved.
No lies, her memory is still with me, if not, I don't believe that I would be on these boards for this length of time. I'm smarter because I know more of myself now, what I want, what I need and desire. What I will accept and wont, what I will tolerate and what I will not, I have boundaries. I'm more sharp because I see things through a different lens, not that cloudy one I was looking through before. I'm a better observer because I don't ignore my instincts or the "redflags"
, with anyone. Not my co-workers, not family, not friends, and not my partner. I say NO more to people, and don't allow myself to feel guilty over, if I can't do something for someone, or it doesn't work for me, then NO! I don't know the answers to everything, nor do I believe I ever will, or that I am suppose to. I don't need the validation of another to tell me what I know, because I am rational and with good intent. Just because someone has labeled me something in their mind or among there followers, doesn't make me that. No way!
I let go of the anger, I really don't think the anger was for my exBPDgf, it was anger for what I could have had, thought I had, but had to let go because it wasn't that. I spent too much time thinking and ruminating over what I could of done differently, or how I could have helped. Now, I see that I did what was right, and that's why it hurt. I'm not used to walking away from someone in need, but the day I walked away from her, I didn't realize, I walked to myself, and helped me, when no one else was there, I was there for me. It took me a long time to see that for what it was, I saved myself from that dispair that was becoming my life.
I've said it before:
Sometimes were used to associating bad feelings with, "I did something wrong", because it feels bad. But the reality is, sometimes, when we do the right things, and make the right choices (the healthy choice), it's hurts, and we confuse the feeling and associate them with... . I hurt, so something was wrong, I did something bad... . But no, doing the right thing hurts too sometimes, and that is okay. It's called Growing.