Still feeling good and getting used to it. I mean it - I'm not used to such a feeling. It's nice not to be worrying and seconding guessing myself all the time. It's weird to describe but it's a great feeling. I am content and I think that's wonderful for me at this point of my recovery. I don't want this feeling to end.
Interesting note: i saw sarah for the first time since i left my old place... ran right smack into her in the hallway of my old work place. I go and visit the cats and the folks i used to care for on the weekends (to avoid certain people) pretty often and had not run into sarah yet but this day she happened to be the manager on duty. The meeting was brief and cordial. Don't recall who hugged first but i did hug her the second time - don't know why i did but you know i still care about her and wish her the best - despite her hurting me. But this in no way means we can be friends again. We did not talk anything personal and felt like i was she didn't miss me at all... disappointing but okay... can't wait to process this on therapy day - tuesday. But with that being said - i am still feeling good...
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