No, I have not moved on.

That girl I mentioned in my last post left for a trip today. She asked me to drive her to meet a group of people this morning, and you can imagine how elated I was that she reached out to me! I spent a long time last night making sure my eyebrows were perfectly plucked, my nails well-colored. Even though I knew it wouldn’t really matter how I looked, I wanted to look good for her. I was giddy all day yesterday in anticipation, and I tossed all night. I woke up early to shower and get ready — I dried my hair just enough that it would look freshly-washed, but not rushed. I didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable that I got up early just to drive her, so I got up extra early instead.

We talked in the car and it felt so familiar and so nice. It meant more to me than it should have, but hey, I treasure every moment I can get with her. I’ve been thinking all day about how great it was to be with her this morning.

So to answer my question in my last post — no, I have not moved on. And that makes me disappointed that I can’t let go, but also excited that I’m confident about a lot of different things about myself.


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