Guess I'm back.
It's, ah, it's been a while since my last entry here.
Like, before I joined MySpace. Which I think I deleted that one because I was grossed out by the sheer amount of stupid I posted on there, haha.
Only slightly awkward.
Where to begin?
I've been through quite a lot since last we spoke, and my therapist has told me its good for me to write, so hello, LiveJournal, my (VERY) old acquaintance.
I've been the bad person in a relationship that lasted for eight years, and the stupid person in an abusive relationship (I actually ended up engaged to that guy, gag me with a spoon). I am currently in a lesbian relationship and I have NEVER been happier, this lady is my fucking soulmate, for realsies.
I have had a steady job for four years at a great little restaurant called Apple Annie's. I am one of the strong ones there. It's a good feeling.
I live with my best friend and her fiance in an apartment in New Baltimore. I never would have dreamed I'd end up in the boonies, haha...
I have my own car and I am completely financially independent. I might be scraping by sometimes but at the least, I am well aware of how capable I am.
My grandmother passed away this past Monday. It was Labor Day. And sometimes I am completely fine with it, totally in tune with the universe and its ways. Sometimes I am railing against how cruel fate is with tears leaving tracks down my cheeks. Sometimes I escape into whatever book happens to be nearby.
But I should stop there. It's 1:11 a.m. I have to get my laundry from the hallway (one of the things I miss most about living in a house- you can start the dryer and go to bed!) and I need to get up early to make the hour drive to Wayne to pick up Nikki and go to the funeral home.
Good night, LiveJournal.
Talk at you soon <3
Like, before I joined MySpace. Which I think I deleted that one because I was grossed out by the sheer amount of stupid I posted on there, haha.
Only slightly awkward.
Where to begin?
I've been through quite a lot since last we spoke, and my therapist has told me its good for me to write, so hello, LiveJournal, my (VERY) old acquaintance.
I've been the bad person in a relationship that lasted for eight years, and the stupid person in an abusive relationship (I actually ended up engaged to that guy, gag me with a spoon). I am currently in a lesbian relationship and I have NEVER been happier, this lady is my fucking soulmate, for realsies.
I have had a steady job for four years at a great little restaurant called Apple Annie's. I am one of the strong ones there. It's a good feeling.
I live with my best friend and her fiance in an apartment in New Baltimore. I never would have dreamed I'd end up in the boonies, haha...
I have my own car and I am completely financially independent. I might be scraping by sometimes but at the least, I am well aware of how capable I am.
My grandmother passed away this past Monday. It was Labor Day. And sometimes I am completely fine with it, totally in tune with the universe and its ways. Sometimes I am railing against how cruel fate is with tears leaving tracks down my cheeks. Sometimes I escape into whatever book happens to be nearby.
But I should stop there. It's 1:11 a.m. I have to get my laundry from the hallway (one of the things I miss most about living in a house- you can start the dryer and go to bed!) and I need to get up early to make the hour drive to Wayne to pick up Nikki and go to the funeral home.
Good night, LiveJournal.
Talk at you soon <3