Possibly this bubble of hope should not have appeared inside me tonight. But being so honest and so true I have surprised even myself and hopefully brought him closer to healing. My day was not ruined by this talk but merely rounded off by something I needed. I feel the edges of my gaping self-inflicted wound moving in as the beginning of my healing starts. Something I could not have done without telling him what was really going on with me.
Do not give up on love or on the people you love, because dispite mistakes and hurt, they are the ones who are then in the end. That's all that matters, at least to me.