You’ll cry 3 to 4 times a day.
You’ll punch your pillow.
You’ll remember all the good and bad times.
You’ll realize how much of an asshole he has become.
You’ll forgive him one second and hate him the next.
You’ll blame yourself, then him, and then yourself again.
You’ll keep wondering why.
You’ll look for answers.
Then….one day…
You’ll find yourself crying a lot less.
You’ll let go little by little.
You’ll forgive yourself.
You’ll learn to live with it.
Things do get better I promise you.