I thoroughly enjoy hanging out with my exes.
There is no pressure. I don’t feel like I need to hide my insecurities, because they are already aware of them. I don’t feel the pressure to impress them, because I already have been there, done that. I can discuss with them merely about anything, even embarrassing things, because they’ve witnessed me at my most embarrassing, and at my worst.
This morning was refreshing, thanks to that ex, who I can comfortably call my friend now.
People say, “Exes can’t be friends, because of the feelings there, and what they encountered together.” I believe that to be false. It takes a mature heart to forgive someone, and it takes an even stronger heart to accept that it has done wrong on its own accord.
I also believe that taking an old relationship to the friendship level is a big step for your mind. It takes a lot to silence the devious thoughts your brain creates. To push all that aside, the socially generated awkwardness that comes with being friends with an ex, then that’s a strong little brain you’ve got there.
I needed today. A day to not think about what my hearts been hurting about.
A day out with no pressure.
A day to fully think for myself, and myself only.