Therapy revisited.....

So my previous post mentioned a life long friendship gone sour. Well I have just about picked up the pieces and with the help of PL I have accepted the end of what I once held so dear. She was a friend with whom I learned to ice skate, a friend with whom I had many sleep overs. As little girls we always talked about how things will be when we grow up and have our own families. Despite me moving to the US we kept in touch and every summer spent time together when I would fly back to Poland. I loved her and trusted her like a sister. I cried with her when her dad passed away, she cried with me when I lost my mom just a few years later. The reality strikes full in the face. It still hurts- but not as much as it did when I read that "epic" email. I can move on. I will move on. Close that chapter in my life for good. All I know and hope is that 'he' wll carry me through.