Pushing through
Every day on the way to work I go past several bridal stores (such is life working on Chapel Street) and the stuff in there is mostly nice. Reminds me of when I wanted to be a wedding/events planner. I'm doing marketing & events now which is close enough but my love for weddings changed into a bitter, twisted feeling in the pit of my stomach. I love my friends being happy and it makes me feel warm & fuzzy. There's quite an influx of it lately, maybe due to the age bracket of most of my friends but every time I see an engagement pop up in my Facebook feed there's a tiny little green monster in the back of my head that says "that could have been you" or even "look at them all happy while you're all alone".
Just getting this off my chest really. I don't have time to date until August and I appear to have a penchant for unavailable people. Meh. Just lonely I guess. According to my 5 year plan this was supposed to be sorted. Must be more proactive at updating 5 year plans post break-up. I jest...
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