“What happened?” You ask.
My answer is threefold:
1) I ended a relationship, and as cheesy as it sounds, some part of me died.
I'm not going to lie: I miss PP like crazy, OK! And I have the right to say, scream, write, repeat incessantly what I want (I miss him, I miss him, Imisshim, ImisshimImisshim soooooooooo much), because it's my blog! However, that little inner voice - the one that tails me like some vengeful ghost - keeps on repetitively whispering rather loudly into my ear, in its usual nagging tone, that if I truly love him, I have to let him go because it's the most noble thing to do. I’m actually suspecting that I am unconsciously stealing lines from a Sailor Moon (aka defender of love) episode because it does sound like something she would say before shooting out pink hearts from her magic, crescent wand.
2) I professionally confronted my manager about problems at my current job.
I can't believe I boldly spoke my mind without an ounce of hesitation because I usually keep everything inside, but I actually did. That’s how unbearable things have been, but kudos to me and my awesomeness! It took a lot of guts, but I am at a happy place! Or will be if it does work out...
3) Got back on my feet, sort of.
The best way to distract myself from my problems is to talk. I've been talking non-stop to friends, and when I noticed that they have a life that needs to be lived, I grew curious and turned to the online world.
Now, please listen closely: your mother wasn't lying when she told you that the online world is a very scary place filled with strange people. I can confirm it is. Some 40-year-old man, married with kids WILL try to convince you to have an affair with him. Some Anthony Weiner look-a-like WILL try to send you some naked pictures of himself. Some women WILL ask you to have a threesome with them. The rumors are all true.
I grew tired of those people, and that's when a kind friend came to my rescue with a recommendation to her favorite pen pal site, which I gladly joined. I now meet normal people who have normal conversations that do not involve sex positions and kinky words. Just old-fashioned friendships. Thank god.
That concludes my answer, but not my post ;)
To those who let me ramble on for HOURS and DAYS about my long life stories and useless details, and to those who texted me, reached out for me and/or called me to make sure all was well: You are the most awesome people a friend could ask for!
And for you readers, internet high five for reading the entire post!
I'm now flipping the page. Chapter over, and moving on.
Thinking Positive,
MTam
