Mum is back to work today but I’m not till next week so been by myself today and felt a bit more blue, didn’t help that I dreamed about us again. I’m ok. Actually can’t remember when I last proper cried (I mean I think it was about a week and a half/ two weeks ago so it was recently, just can’t remember exactly when) but just feeling a bit more meh. I miss him. I miss talking to him. It’s weird, now the main grief is easing off, I’m starting to notice more how much I just miss him as a person. I genuinely hope one day we can have some kind of friendship again, but obviously only if I no longer have feelings for him so not any time soon, and if it doesn’t happen it doesn’t happen, but I would be sad to lose him entirely. But him leaving has definitely helped sooo much, I think that’s why I’ve started to really turn a corner the last few weeks.