I couldn’t sleep again last night. It took me forever to finally feel tired enough to close my eyes and when I did, I had a dream about my ex. We were back spending time with each other.
She had just bought a house and wanted me to see it. She cut her hair. We were in a different state. I had mixed emotions of feeling happy to be seeing her again, but also felt hurt because in the dream I knew she was seeing other people.
I don’t know why I’m dreaming about it. It must just be my mind’s way of processing everything. It’s been about 3 weeks since everything went down. And it hasn’t gotten any easier.
I really want to get over all of it. I know there is no good coming from holding on to all of these feelings but the “switch” hasn’t flipped yet. I’m still processing catching her in her lie and then her treating me like I never existed. And just grieving all of our memories and time spent that is now just gone.
I’m doing my best to keep my life together. I’m still exercising, eating clean, getting my finances in order. I just ordered a new book to read from a coworkers recommendation. It’s East of Eden by Steinbeck. She had really good things to say about it, she even got a tattoo of the cover of the book on her arm.
I’m still saving for a motorcycle. I registered to go to Sturgis this year. It’s about a 7 hour ride from me. I figured in 4 months when it takes place I will have a bike and be in better headspace to take off and do something inspiring like that.
I wonder daily if I cross her mind at all. If she has any regrets about how she lied to me or if she misses me in any way. A part of me really hopes she does. But I guess that if she was ready to see someone else, I didn’t matter much anymore anyways. Even if she was telling me she still loved me.
Another day gone. Thanks for reading.




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