when you hit bottom, things can only start looking up

[workinclaslass]

life has been...well...pretty fucking decent the last few weeks...i started going to theraphy..finding out things about myself that answer A LOT of questions about my depression....that was the whole thing..you get depressed and you don't know why, so it makes it even harder on you...that's going extremely well and so is my new medication that i've made a promise to myself that i will stick to...along with making my mental state healthy, i joined a gym with my mom! we've been going together for the past week and i actually ENJOY going...i hurt like fuck afterwords, but i feel fantastic...shit, i was like hunched over walking outta the gym last night after biking 7 miles and doing 3 reps of crunches, but all i can think about is wearing that wifebeater, tight jeans and boots and looking HOT...it's a silly goal, but it's still my goal...and with the way i feel and how i've been eating better, i'm gonna reach that fucking goal...the job is good...things at work were getting outta hand because i was holding in a lot of resentment toward brett and instead of talking about it with him, i'd fight with him..so not good...things came to a head at the beginning of the week and i let it all out...told him how i feel betrayed and lied to...how i'm broke and how i deserve a raise...well i got it! $75.00 more a week...not too fucking shabby if i must say!! and best of all, we are all getting along great and i have my friend back...as for the man department...STILL no word from dave and you know what...i don't even care anymore...granted, i'm hurt, but i'm more pissed off then anything...i was willing to sacrifice something that i wanted so badly for him and this is what i got in return...at least i know now how things really are...but anyway, old habits die hard and i've been chatting with the handsome devil that you see below...not to mention i talk to his friends just as much as i talk to him and everyone's way cool and eager to meet one another...the craziest thing is that his ex used to talk to dave...hahaha...like i always say...the internet is a big fucking thing..but it's a small fucking world!!



big greasy black pomp...smokes lucky strikes UN FILTERED...has a chopper...pimped out 'lac (cadillac for all of you not in the know)...he's a mechanic going to school to get master certification, a real tough guy asshole but sweet as pie to me and his friends...my perfect man...le sigh..oh! and i made it PERFECTLY clear that i'm not traveling for ANY MAN unless it's proven to me (and suzi) that he's worth it...he has no problems coming here and "scooping me up"...thank god for spirit airlines...44 bucks each way baby!