I'm just reminded how I'm cut out of a relationship I loved without choice. And all the friends I once had I no longer have because of it, the places I used to go I no longer get to go to, and how this pisses me the hell off.
In so many ways it feels as if there is a usurper there, someone who is a part of all the things I once loved. And I'm cut out. I didn't want it, I didn't chose it but I'm stuck with it. And it pisses me the hell off.
My therapist tells me that I need to work on being OK being alone. And I now she is right. But right now I resent the hell out of someone who took the happiness I had in my life.