My photo library pronounced that I loved him a lot. I want my library of pictures to simply say, I once loved...
Embrace the painful truth of what is and do not force it into what you would prefer. What was held many treasures that deserve proper honor for the value you found in them, despite the pain that knowing they are forever past now is a foundation. You simply must not devalue the validity of your truth then. It would devalue your worth to do so.
I'm sorry things fell the way they did. Seems that is the way of things sadly.
Thank you for the voice of comfort. I've been mindful in my purge process. There are many happy memories and photos left that I will enjoy reminiscing over when I am old and gray. I'm not a fan of failure and though I've had my "exit nightmare" I've been spared from the pain R suffers. Regret is a much more bitter pill.
I'm in a better place than he is.
My exit nightmare imparted me with a sense of freedom. The "nightmare" is over. Now to see and live life in full color.
Happy New Year!