I switched off my work email on my phone yesterday. We’ll see how long that lasts, but I feel the timing is right. I had a clear out of email today which felt cleansing. I removed myself from several email forwarders which I no longer wish to monitor. I am letting go, slowly. Or, should I say, I am being let go, slowly.
I don’t Miss Her, I Miss the Time She was Fake.
I loved like hopelessly, obsessed with the fact she is mine, making her realise what she meant to me. I believe I was pretty successful in telling her the fact.
Aspirations to set goals for millions of lovers around, two and a half years of shear…