The tipping point

I have finally reached the day, the day when I am no longer mad, or bitter, or whatever I was about X!  Took me 3 or 4 months... no big deal. I think that's fair though, a month for every 6 months of dating. Anyway, I realized this morning when I could talk about him [I still have problems working my TV and Wii without his help!] without getting mad feeling, angry, bitter, sad, or any of those nasty yucky feelings. I wasn't even neutral! I was actually... dare I say it... nostalgic; but it wasn't a negative connotation type of nostalgia, it was more of a "good times, man" nostalgia. The next step, I feel, is to extend an apology. That will be saved for the last day of school, so then I can go hide my face for two months in embarrassment [if it does require this extreme of measures]. This, is not, my dear readers, my confession that I am only getting over him now! I got over him [in the romantic sense] months ago; this is the getting over the anger over him. I realized I'm just wasting my life being mad about something that has no real significance--no significance to me, of course. So here's to... not being mad!