a year ago, today…
It was one year ago, today, that I discovered the immense lie & betrayal by the Colossal Douche Bag. It’s a little surreal thinking that 365 days have gone by since then. I remember it and the couple weeks following the revelation like it was yesterday.
The difference now? I laugh at the soap opera-ness of it. I exhale with relief that he’s no longer in my life. I can’t believe the person he turned out to be. And I’m happy with where I’ve found myself today and where I’m heading in the future.
It dawned on me the other morning that it was a year ago that my whole opinion of him changed. I’m not sure what triggered the thought that “hey, it’s coming upon one year”, but the thought did creep in. I’m pretty good with remembering dates (birthdays, anniversaries, etc), so my assumption is that July 7th is embedded as a notable date in my mind.
I suppose as this particular milestone passes, I need to acknowledge it, for it was the reason that I started this blog. I had so many thoughts and emotions and words running through me that I needed an outlet. I needed to vent. This blog became a cherished therapist for me.
My very first blog post anniversary will be next week, on the 13th. I’ll celebrate that milestone as well.