After reading a few things today I started to wonder about some things.

I have come to the conclusion that whatever happened, whatever happens from now on there was a period in my life where I loved someone and it was unconditional. I feel its a shame though that the only thing this person believed could love him unconditionally was his dog. But I know that I did too. This conclusion also leads me to believe that the love will always be a part of me in someway. However because of all the hurt and pain and suffering that I went through, the knowledge that this person could and did knowingly hurt me that much there can never ever be any second chances (should the person in question come knocking which is extremely unlikely).

I guess the point of this blog was to admit to myself that its still there inside me however buried. But I can't let it ruin my life and I will not let it play any part in current or future (if I have any need of them.... ;)) relationships.

Any relapses, any returning to those feelings are few and far between these days, and the recovery is very quick, because I have moved on.

I am (in general) happy, enjoying myself and seeing great things, huge potential, and much more in the future.

Its funny, a few months ago I said I felt like I was on the edge of great things, and despite one or 2 hiccups, I was right. All aspects of life finally feel like they are coming together and hopefully by Christmas, I shall be well on the way to having all I want :)