8th March

For years this date haunted me.

Maybe it still does a little but now I’ve come to make peace with it. Now I don’t curl up and cry for hours, or think about you. The day just passes by and I am fine. I tell myself. I am fine. It’s going to be fine.

It’s been years, it’s not moving on. I wouldnt call it that. But yes, it’s not looking back.

 

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