It was interesting to see what the last post related to, as a friend ended up doing her version of an intervention last week (see 22), including observing the self-destructive stage. While I didn't disclose much to them, I had a number of friends notice the change in personality/behavior, enough to remind me who I am. I have been lucky with the friends in my life.
A year ago was when I had decided that for my own sanity, I would walk away. While I am still processing and haven't quite figured out what the purpose is, I did learn some lessons that have made me appreciate what I do have, including when he does seem to come in my life.
One lesson was learning my languages of love. It seems as if I had either minimized or taken advantage of those who took the time to speak my language, and instead focused energy on those who didn't. So I'm choosing to focus on the glass half full, and appreciating those who make me feel cherished.
Another lesson is to trust my gut and the angels surrounding me. I was blessed that he was around when I needed him most. I was able to get a better perspective/picture of the periods that I struggled with most which made me doubt my own self confidence and heart at the time.
It feels refreshing to be back (with some healthy dark kinks). 😉
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