1 year of being abuser free
Today is my one year anniversary. A year ago, we broek up. Quietly, calmly at first. But then he realised I didn't care anymore and I wasn't going to beg him, so he started yelling and accusing me of those things he was doing to me for years. I sat there mostly quietly staring at the floor and thinking "projection, projection, projection".
I didn't block him until September. Still had things to deal with.
Over the year, I lost twenty kilos, a couple of friends who never saw me as a person but as a plus one to him. That still hurt though.
But.
I am one year abuser free. Celebrating today with some of my new friends, going to the gym, reading a book. Just did my nails too. I can even wear makeup and heels if I decide to. Nobody's going to tell me that I look bad or to shut up today.
Today is a good day.