Eff yes.
I am soley surviving.
That is to say: I AM SINGLE AND LOVING IT. :)
I cannot believe I was so scared of this period of my life.
I mean, the initial shock was hard. Going from having a constant companion (whether absent or not) to being alone and a party of one was an adjustment. But one I made quickly and rather smoothly. I guess after all that time of contemplating what it would be like and going through the motions, I was already well on my way to being adjusted.
I wish I could say the converse is true and that Cole is fairing as well as I.
He is not.
It's kind of sad the way we play out like an elevator. For one to go up, the other must go down.
He has taken to constantly reminding me that we can be great, that he messed up and that he misses/loves/needs me and that with one more chance, he can sufficiantly show me.
I don't have any more chances to dole out.
So in that aspect, it's not going well.
But in the selfish, ever growing, self pleasing world of Max- the sun is shining. :)
I'm loving being myself for no one other than me.
I love doing things on my schedule w/o the sting of dissaproval lurking in the background.
And damnit, I casually enjoy flirting w/ a hot guy at a bar!
=D
All is well.
