New day. The world doesn’t seem to stop for my torn heart. It’s okay. I’m okay. 

I’m just getting by with the help of my friends. They are saving my life, even though they don’t know it. Also, I think moving on from someone who doesn’t love you is so much easier than any other circumstance. Like, how would you ever justify being sad about it? You can’t, so the sadness kind of disappears. It’s the attachment, and still finding them in your jokes, stories, and memories, that’s the most difficult to get rid of.

But surely with time, that will go away too.

I’m doing better than I thought I would, and I don’t want to jinx it, but I’m just so glad. 

Life goes on.

I’m also getting a haircut today; I want to do something dramatic. I don’t know. Will decide then.