15 years ago, right around now, we were beginning the relationship I am now recovering from. 1 year ago, right around now, he was yelling at me in a fury, for making a casually reflective comment about our relationship. Leaving me in a hysterical heap on the ground, to be dealt with by others. Partying with his new bffs and soon to be new gf. Laying the groundwork for his next relationship.
I kinda hate him for that, a little bit. For rolling all of these things together into one huge, messy anniversary. I wish I was further away from it. Far enough that it could pass without thought, without note, on my part.
I would like to be so much farther away.
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