So here’s to a year, it’s my anniversary.
and to change. I don’t hurt so much anymore. Maybe not at all, or maybe that's not right at all. That was the purpose of last summer. Pre Brian, Pre Jason, I found it-a level of acceptance with life [albeit through certain extremities] and myself. And being alone. [and being a seductress for a short period of time hehe] And I suppose here’s to the other recent changes in life…to not battling any forms of addiction, to eating, to freedom, to not living with regret. To other no longer prevalent figures in my life…ultimately, simply, in dumbing everything down.. I understand why things did not work out, and why they will not, but I wish that he also understood. And that we were not so capable in reality of reaching that ideal situation that we pined for.
Less pining, more experiencing. I’m not so alone anymore, either. or not at all. Maybe I wish I were more okay with myself. I don’t know how to get there again, but I’ll figure it out.
Anyway, here I am. I suppose this is always where I end up. Always a work in progress.