Last night, I was de-cluttering my laptop and found the very first documents I've stuffed in a folder. Letters, more like "Dear diary". I got this laptop a few days after M and I broke up, so most of those documents were about him.
Reading those letters again gave me some enlightenment, I suppose. I do believe we all need to look back once in awhile to see how far we've gone.
I'll be posting some of the letters as a series, with a little editing, since I've written highly personal impertinent stuff