Where the hell have I been?
In early 2014, life kind of took a dump all at once. I don’t blame anyone but myself. I was in a relationship that became toxic, as it was my only light, compared to the shit storm around me, so I clung on to it. I clung hard.
I had a shit job, was doing fine in school, drove a shit car, lived at home, and had basically nothing going for me. I wasn’t suicidal or anything, I just felt hopeless.
The new year passed, and I was fired from my shitty job. In February, the relationship ended. I don’t know who it was more painful for, but it also isn’t a competition.
I signed out of tumblr, and removed it from my bookarks. I needed the space.
February came to a close, and on its closing day, I was offered a dream job, which is where I’m typing this now. Working the rare weekend, sitting down, in comfortable clothes. I stopped going to school for a little bit as well. I started to focus on my life and turning things around.
I moved out and moved in with one of my best friends.
I dated around, but nothing too serious. I figured out what I did and didn’t want.
I cut off ties with parts of my family that were proving to be toxic.
I got rid of my shitty car, and bought a newer shitty car.
I met a girl, who changed my life.
I went to Charleston.
I went to Birmingham and saw my uncle get married.
I drove to Asheville.
I went camping, sort of.
I got rid of the second shitty car, and bought a really nice car.
I finally drove to Philadelphia.
I went to Pittsburgh.
I proposed.
I am graduating next spring with my BS in Industrial Engineering.
I unblocked people I previously blocked.
I am finally happy.













