I numbed myself to the idea of him hurting me for a long time, but for some odd reason it got to me today. I walked to my office sat down and just wept. At the same time that I think I’m ok the thought of him lifts my heart and sinks my stomach. I’m just trying to replace him with someone before I necessarily think I’m ready. I feel the hole he cut out of me when he stopped loving me and I have a hunger to fill it.