finality

I moved out on the weekend. It was the final stage in Paul and my breakup. Its over. Any future we could have had is over. But that is okay. I have wonderful memories of our time together and I have grown so much as a person while with him but now my personal journey to continue to recover from depression that has haunted me for over ten years requires me to be alone for a while. That's okay too. Suddenly everything seems to be okay.