My 27th year on this earth.
I don't update this thing. I just never had the time or notion to keep it up. The last few posts have been very negative and when I wrote them I was probably really pissed off over a trivial thing.
Today, on my 27th birthday, I am sitting in a coffee shop. My good friend has bought me a chai mocha to celebrate my birth. Im sitting here thinking... Thinking of all of the jobs to apply for. I lost my job. The "dream job" that I always thought I fell into. It's gone and it makes me sick to think that I am unemployed. I haven't been unemployed for 8 years. I hate not knowing if I will be able to afford Christmas this year or even pay my bills next month.
Through all this I have seen that Christopher is the man I am going to marry. He has been my rock through this and he loves me so completely. And he is willing to do anything he can to help make the sting less and less everyday.
Something like this does make me realize that some things in life don't matter. And that I have amazing people in my life that are willing to help me out in my time of need.
I have to move on and move upward.
This is not how I would have imagined my birthday starting off but I'll try to make some lemonade out of these lemons.
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