Today I saw the ex. It was like being stabbed. I can't believe how much electricity goes through me at the sight of him. I half smiled and waved. As long as I don't let him know I feel anything I'm okay.
His little sister came by my office today and hugged me, updated me on her life.
I've got to get out of this town. It's full of his family, our mutual friends, every place I go reminds me of him, we work on same campus.
A man much, much younger than me stopped and flirted with for awhile. He was also much shorter than me. But, again, I was proud that I could connect and be nice but set boundaries.
I am seized with longing lately, though.
Longing for a partner.
Here I am with my whole life given back to me and I want someone to share food with, I want someone to know if I don't come home, I want someone to work on projects with and someone to go places with me.
I don't know what's wrong with me. I miss sharing. I miss the good parts.
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