Closest thing I've felt to acceptance than I've felt in a long time. The past . . . Doesn't matter as much, has less of a hold on me. I'll never know those moments he shared with others, just like he will not know my moments. They are in the past. Those moments belong to those people, and the you that it was back then. Not the you now. I think I'll stop using thoughts as much, not because I can't be honest, but because it's a part of my life that is in the past now. What happened with my ex . . . has less of a pull on me. Things that hurt me then, don't hurt as much now. If we still talk after, it won't be as it was.