Nor has he texted me.
And I haven’t even wanted to.
I believe this is a record. Tomorrow will be a whole five days. I need to celebrate this.
Moving on has never felt better. I feel like I’m actually doing it. Not holding back or anything.
No more reverting. If he /ever/ texts me, I’m not going to reply. No, “hey I’ve found better go fuck off.” No, “I fucking hate you leave me alone.” Just a simple NOTHING. Because he isn’t worth my insults, and that will just make him want to respond back.
And I have my sexy ass soldier man to talk to on a daily basis.
And I’m still semi-talking to Riley, but not as much, because he’s a loser and Jason is NOT a loser, even though he’s a million miles away.
No harm in keeping my options open, I’m not going to dedicate myself to someone until I am completely sure they are something I can actually work with.
But, hey, I’m actually fucking happy?!