Against my better judgment, I went to see a movie with my soon-to-be ex this afternoon. The movie was fine, until the end. Naturally, the divorced couple got back together. It left me feeling unsettled. Vulnerable. Sad.

It made him hopeful. (Not going back to him, ever.)

I hate feeling this way. I wasted too much time being afraid, and making myself small to stay safe. I don't want to waste any more emotional energy on him, but tonight I just can't seem to shake it.

I suspect he chose that movie specifically for the ending. He doesn't even know what's coming, exactly, but he can tell something is different. I am different. I don't want my old life anymore, and I don't want him.

And I'm furious with both of us that so many years were wasted.