Well, I didn't think I'd be posting this a year ago!
I don't want to go into the details, I've posted them many times under various names.
I saw exH a couple of days ago. I'd gone to an event by myself that I though he'd be at but hoped he wouldn't be. Of course, there he was with the dopey gf he cheated on me with. They were arguing. The perfect life he posts on SM does not exist, but I knew that.
I saw the familiar face, voice, mannerisms and felt so weird about it - it was like she was sitting in my chair. But over the weekend I've spent time with people that I wouldn't have met if we hadn't split up. I've had fun. I've danced, I've sung, I've chatted. I'm ok on my own - more than ok actually, I'm better - everyone that knew me before says so but I don't need their validation because I know I am.
To anyone that is going through their shit, you will get there too.