done gone crazy

5 years ago, I loved a man that did not love me back. My days and nights had many empty hours. I smoked often. I was bulimic. I felt vacant and alone. I cried about my life and feared for the future.



2 years ago, I found that I had less and less love for that man. I began to shut down. I blocked out thoughts of the future and did what I could to get through each day.



1 year ago, I was moving into my own home. I was starting over. I was alone, but I was hopeful for what was to come.



6 months ago, I felt loved and blessed. I teared up at thoughts of the future and the promise that it held. I was unapologetically happy.



sigh