Gone

I went to bed one day and realized that it was gone.

All that pain.

All that hurt, anger, insecurity, jealousy, ugliness.

It didn't happen overnight, but I just realized it one night. I actually felt like I had been telling myself I should feel all along. It's amazing when those things you tell yourself and the reality actually do match up.

The only weird thing is that I feel like I am missing something. I feel like an amputee. That gangrened limb is finally gone (thank god), but still...it was a part of me.

Don't worry, it's just the ghost pains now.