The moment you knew you were healing

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Just wanted to start a positive thread about this! Interested in your stories and how long it took.

He is spending the weekend with the new person that they are completely besotted with. It's been a couple of hard months, but I realise I am not in any more pain as such - none of that awful feeling in my stomach anymore. It's still in my mind and look forward to when it is not in my mind at all any longer, but I am OK I think let's hope it lasts the weekend I think I am healing. Not there totally, but healing.

Reminds me of another relationship years ago - a few months after he left me I was on the bus home and realised I hadn't thought about it all day. It was a nice feeling.

When was your moment?

When I could listen to Bon Iver's Skinny Love and not cry

It is nice when you realise you don't physically feel the hurt anymore.

It took at least 6 months, I know it was winter and we broke up start of July. End of 8 years together.

It does get better

How weird, I was thinking exactly the same thing yesterday, 'I think I'm healing'....🤔

When thinking about my Friday night in on my own with my pj's and a bit of telly and feeling content. 😊

Looking forward to a quiet night in on my own, buying crisps, chocolate and Diet Coke and finding a good film and looking forward to it rather than having to force it.

Yes realising that I hadn't thought about him for a few hours, then a day, then even longer.

Not feeling the need to go social media stalking

It's been nearly 6 years since I went NC with my emotionally abusive mother.

I have been seeing a man for about 3 months. He asked me last night if there was anything in the world I'd always wanted but never been able to do.

I said no, and that I know it sounds ridiculous, but all I'd ever wanted was to be loved. He told me that he loved me. He thinks I'm beautiful, but he loves the person I am inside and out. He wouldn't change anything about me and considers himself lucky to have found me.

For the first time ever, I believed it.

When I started to like someone enough and I didn’t wish it was him . When I could go for days and he didn’t cross my mind

When my daughter was sexually assaulted and he interrupted me to talk about himself when I rang him to tell him what had happened.