Moving on

Its been a year exactly since my breakup with Mr.. D. Sometimes I find it difficult to believe, other times i think its all a dream. I cursed him in my thoughts, then I had to remind myself that as the good book says "Everything happens for a purpose".
 I guess this was God's way of saving me from a bitter relationship? I
I really cant say.. At some point i was living for D, I ate what he asked me to, cut off from my friends cos he had asked me to, wore what made him happy, almost quit my job too (now im glad i didnt fall mugu).
Life, life, life, I have decided to live my life for me, not waiting for someone to make me happy, and to be as happy as often as I can be. 
God help me.

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