Out of the darkness and into ...

I heard from an old (boy)friend - and- I'm not wigged. I'm not even bitter. I'm actually happy to hear from him and interested in what he's up to. Have I sold out?

Sold out or grown up; nostalgia for this former love (and yeah, I think I can call him that) has come to outweigh my need for justice or validation.

I think I've finally healed some of those open, oozing wounds of youth and heartbreak. It only took 14 years, lots of writing, lots of booze and an awesome husband to get there.