I’m always thankful for those days when I completely forget about us. Those days when I’m enjoying life as an optimist and not searching for answers as to why we never worked. On those days, I don’t see your face flashing through my head. I don’t hear your voice telling me what I should do to be kinder to people. I don’t picture any part of us, the relationship, or anything else. On those days, I’m just living. Carefree. Damage free. Worry free. And on Thursday of this week I finally realized I was completely over you, too. Back and forth over ten years and I’m finally, FINALLY okay with it.