One day, I hope I'll be able to say "I don't give a flying f*" as well. And I can feel myself getting there, day by day. Thanks for the inspiration.
What I find interesting is... .I never wanted to get to a point where I say "I don't give a FF!"... .but I wanted her drama not to affect me any further. I still care. I still think about her from time to time. And, if the situation were such that my time was as important as hers, I would hold a conversation with her. But I finally had realized that most of everything which went on in our r/s had nothing to do with me.
So it became easier to detach at that point.
And any attempt at re-attaching literally makes me physically ill. It's sad, really. All that time I wasted emotionally going over this time and time again only to get right back to where I started. But it had to be gone through in order for me to realize how deep inside the disorder we both were.
It can be very very subtle because we use terms like "But I still love her/him." - like that is the cure all connection we need to overcome. But it isn't. Never has been, never will be. That isn't love. That is intellect and ego overriding instinct.
