u/Disastrous-Travel487

​I don’t know how I reached this stage. To be honest, I still admire her; I’m still affected by her presence. However, I no longer feel in love with her or bound to her. Sometimes, I feel a sense of sadness for breaking away from someone I was so deeply tied to, and I think I might never experience such a profound connection again—but yes, I am finally detaching. I used to think I could still forgive many things, including violations of sexual boundaries, but I realize now that I am no longer that old version of myself. Even if I went back, or we went back, I have likely lost the traits required to endure such a relationship. At the very least, she won't be able to hurt me anymore. I don’t know whether to be happy or sad; I’m caught in a whirlwind of strange emotions. But looking at it from the perspective of escaping a toxic bond, I can say this is the moment I realized I’ve crossed a major threshold. Still, everything is a mess inside. Regardless, there is no turning back.