The old me would be so depressed right now

I'd probably be drinking a lot, drowning out my emotions & failing at doing it successfully. I'd be wallowing in sadness because that's what I used to do. It felt pathetic but I couldn't help it. It feels so much better to go through this sober.

Right now I feel like I view things in a more mature way than I have before. I'm a lot more understanding & I know better than to let frustration get the best of me. I've grown a lot thanks to my kid & her mom. As much as I cared about my (now) ex & still do, it feels like a weight has been lifted. I expected to be falling apart inside but instead it feels like my broken pieces are coming back together.

As long as I can still raise my kid, I can be happy. Everything can be okay. It just sucks that everything has to change but I'd rather be separated & find our own happiness, then to both be sad, trying to raise a kid in a situation that just isn't working anymore. It's a conclusion I never saw myself coming to but I'm grateful I can be mature enough to accept it.