So, no later than a day after I was thinking about P, he called me early this morning.
We just talked about nothing, like we used to. It was nice.
And usually, I BS myself into believing that I don't feel anything for him, that I am over him, and that everything is roses. But, today I talked to him about his gf and his wanting to get married soon, and I didn't feel hurt. I wasn't mad. It was weird. For the first time ever, I really actually felt nothing.
Now, I don't know why I feel nothing. It could be because I have other boys to concentrate on. But let's just hope that this is real healing and not a farse. Fingers crossed.
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