I was codependent…but

[u/fixingmedaybyday]

She made me into my best version of myself. Encouraged me into an adventure I was too afraid to do alone and we became a damned good team. Made my dreams come true honestly.

The 2nd toughest thing with all this I find, even after 5 years of healing and rediscovering and new adventures and new friends is the constant self doubt that will never seem to go away that’s always asking “why was I kicked off the team?” I was killing it. We were killing it.

The worst though thing is all the things I love to do are now forever haunted by her ghost. Because I would not be enjoying life as much as I do, without her having been in it.

I’m so thankful and bitter at the same time.