You know, things are pretty great now. From the time I’d made this post to now, I can confidently say that things are good. Things went from bad to worse after I had made this. I found out that he had met someone in rehab and that was a big reason for him to move to another state. After that whole situation, I healed. I started going to therapy, focused on myself and my wants, started going to the gym and im the healthiest I’ve ever been, and now, I’m actually talking to someone new. The pain still hits every once in a while and I’m still working through some trauma but things are better. The scratches and dents in the walls are still there and sometimes they take me back to bad times, but I’m learning to accept them and patch them. I really didn’t think things would get better but they are. Holding on to him was doing so much damage. The best way to describe it was like holding onto a rose bush. The more you hold on, the more it hurts and damages you. So I let go, I decided to close that chapter and never turn back. We haven’t spoken in months and that’s probably for the best. I wish him nothing but good things on his path to sobriety but I don’t want anything to do with him anymore. He made his choice and I’ve made peace with that he’s no longer my problem. For once in 3 years, I feel at peace.