oop it’s me again
just another post about my life that no one will read, but that’s okay.
Seven months have honestly flew by, months that at first I wasn’t sure how I’d get through them... let alone be happyÂ
However, these last seven months I have gained so much
I took a little time to collect myself, this was hard. To cry myself to sleep, to feel physically sick, to hate myself, but most importantly to love myself. Things that I once thought weren’t possible for me, someone who hates being alone, to do alone. I can sleep well alone, I can go to the movies or sit at a coffee shop and read, I got my own car, I’m putting myself through school and crushing it, I have a roof over my head and a job I love.Â
I started dating again, which made me so nervous... was it too soon? Is this a healthy way to cope? Am I even ready? What came from that was pure bliss- Robert.Â
He is ridiculously handsome, genuine, supportive, communicates, and has my best interest in mind. He’s a breath of fresh air, I don’t have to walk on eggshells around him, I can be my authentic self. He tells me that I’m beautiful even when I haven’t washed my hair in three days and getting the much dreaded PMS breakout. He listens, he gives advice, he makes me feel wanted.Â
Just a friendly reminder to you, if you’re still reading, that it gets better. Some days are dark and long, but the sun will come back out, she always does. Lean on those who love you, let them hold you up when you feel like you can’t stand on your own. Fall in love with yourself, which I know is a lot easier said than done- but watch a sad movie to cry it out, take yourself to see that movie you’ve been dying to see, buy the shoes you’ve been eyeing for that serotonin boost, go for a walk, take a dip in the ocean, take chances, make mistakes, and just be you.Â










