I'm getting better at all this non-sense.
4 yrs, 1 yr, 6 months, 1 1/2 months.
The red flags get brighter each time. Denial has less control and my fantasies created don't last as long.
I don't live in the fantasy lands I create for as long as I used to. I admit to myself earlier on that it's a path of destructive behavior that I don't have to deal with. I choose my destiny and I have the RIGHT to leave when it's time to go.
I did it. It was hard, I even needed one last lashing just to be sure I was right.
I was. I am.
I am free.
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