Getting Over a Break Up
It’s dark in my room.
Lit only by the light of the screen on night mode. I’ve suddenly decided that Medium needs to know what I’ve been up to. How I’ve been handling my emotions.
The verdict is: Fair.
Lots of bad things happened, but not life ending. I wrote about how my partner got remanded, then incarcerated, leaving me reliant on a whole new way of life.
Now, in this time of picking up the pieces, I have a whole new way of looking at life from my own point of view that is no longer intermixed with his. Just like I have to use the dictation mode for typing on the phone, I have to use single mode to navigate through the rest of the life.
What does the single mode feel like? It feels like there’s no longer someone there to share every little exciting thing that happens with. It feels like I’m missing one of my limbs that I never knew I had. It feels like I need more air, but I’m not in quicksand or in water I’m just hovering right above it.
There’s something about having that person there to feel with you when you have big emotions. It’s really nice to be able to call someone and know that they’ll share with you how they feel no matter what. And there’s something about the reliance of someone else that is your peer.
