Tomorrow will officially be 4 weeks since I pulled myself out of the insanity of loving an addict. I moved out on Nov 6th but remained “working on the relationship” with him, or as I discovered all by myself while he worked UP his addiction.
Ending are so hard and for a long time I knew I needed to get out but was unable to emotionally. I read this on another thread and it struck a cord in me as being so true.
Not being able to leave until I had all ready left.
That was me, I moved out, got distance, was able to breath I was able to think and see things more clearly. The emotionally hold I was holding onto began to slip away.
Through my sadness and tears I was able to find relief and through my anger and disappointment I am able to remain detached and that’s empowering.