i was happy to pee into a cup. in fact, despite never ever peeing into a tiny cup before, i think i did pretty okay. i even hummed and sang a bit.
a lot of things i realized yesterday. the absence of certain things i thought to be important is actually liberating. what i thought i could never do, i did. what i thought i could never feel, i felt. i can live better without him in fact. letting go seems so much easier now.
ahh, my epiphanies.
and all these while peeing into the cup.
i am still right: a boyfriend doesnt necessarily make me happy/contented in life. time to put whatever knives away. either that or give it to dearmotherrr.
and that ladies & gentlemen means that the sadness is slowly diminishing. abit scared because i dont know what to feel after it's really gone (will it ever).
i feel so.... (gasp!) normal.