22 months. I have an amazing chiropractor. Not only is she skilled at realigning my spine, but also studied neurology.  She once told me that 22 months is the time period that the mind needs to get over someone. 

It has been more than that since we last spoke and signs aren't suggesting that it's getting any better.  I started feeling like it might be getting better just a few days ago however.  Last night and the evening before have shown me quite the opposite.  While walking through the apartment complex where I now reside, the route I choose to take requires me to pass by a pool.  As summer has now officially started, there has been quite the buzz around the pool area. It has become (as well it should) quite the bustling oasis to escape the heat. As I was walking not one but two of the people that were at the pool began to look like her. The night before, same story.  I was walking to my apartment and saw another resident walking with her young son, and though I knew it would not be her, my heart not only made the connection that it looked like her, but went so far as to entertain the thought of "What if it was her?"  What would I do? 

Last night while binge watching a new TV show that I've come to love, one of the main characters suddenly began to look like her as well.  It was strange as the hair color is completely different, but once that visualization flashed across my brain, many similarities in personality of the character came to light and that was all I could think of for the rest of the night.

I don't think I'm getting better.  I think I'm getting worse, but while the need to release the emotional pain inside via external release hasn't come back, it is probably lurking somewhere near the surface.