I Wasted My Time On Someone
A Sign To Move On...... In my most recent entries I discuss my struggles with my ex and her bad habit of bringing men home to screw them while my kids are home at the same time. I think it was Tuesday when I confronted her on it over email and informed her that she will be held accountable. Hadn't heard from her since then. I also attempted to reach out to my old pastor to explain things and haven't heard back from him. (I guess he really doesn't want to know the truth.)
So my heart has been heavy. Friday night I went to the gym and really busted my ass. I hit the bag. I rowed. I was on the cybex. I lifted the dummbells. I mean it. I busted my ass. And it dawned upon me that I had to dedicate this weekend to grieving over my lost love. I hadn't really done that, so that's what I did. I looked through some old pictures. I posted some in an album on <a href="http://www.experienceproject.com." target="ep_blank">EP Link</a> I mourned over the harsh reality that some other man (or other men) would be holding and making love to the person formerly known as my sweetheart. I sat on the couch grieving most of the weekend trying to find... I don't know what I was looking for.
But then something brought me back to the truth. I was going through some old files and found a list of grievances against her. I read them and suddenly it dawned upon me that I was in the right. She was really a rotten person whom I had to leave. I discussed this in other entries on <a href="http://www.experienceproject.com." target="ep_blank">EP Link</a> I provided the list of grievances and a history of our marriage. And I felt free!
I received confirmation of this from another source. A couple months ago I created a profile on a dating website. No plans on establishing contact with any girls until divorce was finalized. And on Sunday a girl contacted me! We exchanged communication and text messages the rest of the day on into the evening. Didn't nail it down a specific date. But we agreed to meet for coffee very soon.
I guess that's my "go code" to stop grieving and move on.
So my heart has been heavy. Friday night I went to the gym and really busted my ass. I hit the bag. I rowed. I was on the cybex. I lifted the dummbells. I mean it. I busted my ass. And it dawned upon me that I had to dedicate this weekend to grieving over my lost love. I hadn't really done that, so that's what I did. I looked through some old pictures. I posted some in an album on <a href="http://www.experienceproject.com." target="ep_blank">EP Link</a> I mourned over the harsh reality that some other man (or other men) would be holding and making love to the person formerly known as my sweetheart. I sat on the couch grieving most of the weekend trying to find... I don't know what I was looking for.
But then something brought me back to the truth. I was going through some old files and found a list of grievances against her. I read them and suddenly it dawned upon me that I was in the right. She was really a rotten person whom I had to leave. I discussed this in other entries on <a href="http://www.experienceproject.com." target="ep_blank">EP Link</a> I provided the list of grievances and a history of our marriage. And I felt free!
I received confirmation of this from another source. A couple months ago I created a profile on a dating website. No plans on establishing contact with any girls until divorce was finalized. And on Sunday a girl contacted me! We exchanged communication and text messages the rest of the day on into the evening. Didn't nail it down a specific date. But we agreed to meet for coffee very soon.
I guess that's my "go code" to stop grieving and move on.
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