I'm cutting ties with her by deleting my useless Facebook profile, for real this time. This is probably about the tenth time I've requested a deletion, but in previous attempts I got so terribly sentimental that I canceled it every time. But now I'm taking charge and doing it for real. I have to do it because she causes me nothing but pain anymore, not that it's intentional, but because it's inevitable. It's that damned 14 day cancellation warranty that makes it challenging, but as of right now I'm still going strong.

We used to say we loved each other. And I really felt it. Then one day, *POOF,* and in a cloud of dust, it was over, I'd been replaced. One of her statements in that same paragraph was "I'm always gonna be here for you no matter what (smiley face)," and let me tell you something, I did not feel the slightest shred of the compassion in that, even as well as I know she meant it.

You know what, I'm talking about her way too much.

Last year I claimed that I'd finally start stepping forward. And didn't. But I'm ever so gradually winning over the frequent attacks from despair. It's a crawling pace, but it's a pace. Soon I'll initiate that conversation I've been dreading for years. Why do I dread the light at the end of the tunnel? Well, it's gonna happen one way or another.