Keeping the Name

For those of you who know, and now you all will, tay is me, jay is Justin and boo was a mixture of childhood nick name and term of affection given to me by Justin.

I have done a lot since things ended with Justin.
Got independent.
Got to know myself.
Got happy with myself.
Got the refund from the Zilker Clubhouse.
Taken all of the pictures down in the house (there were a lot).
Turned the man-room into a yoga-meditation-exercise room.
Broke the news to my family and his.
Changed all my passwords.
Changed the locks.
Cleaned all the stuff out of my house.
Became addicted to yoga.
Lost at least 10 pounds.
Started checking out guys again.
Told Justin off.
Forgave him.
Seen a counselor.
Kicked people out of my life.
Accepted new people into it. I've been busy.
What I haven't done...

I haven't changed my email address or the url for this website.
This isn't because I can't let go of him, or us, or the past. Frankly, everyone knows these. They aren't holding me up. Justin and I both needed to learn how to be independent. He was a social-aholic. I was a hermit. He needs to learn how to love himself on his own. I needed to learn how to bravely enter the social realm on my own and let people in.

If I change ways that people access me, I am cutting my links to Justin but I am also cutting my links to them.

So the name stays.
If you want to tell me that I am hung up, not letting go, whatever, please read the below section. It's a carefully crafted (granted angry) response to the unrequested, demeaning comments that people are liable to make.

Frankly, I know myself and my situation better than any of you could. Be careful advising and judging people. More often than not, you do it for yourself and not the person you are attempting to help.