It’s so fucking weird how girls can just tell when our periods start. Like the exact fucking moment. You’re just sitting in bed or standing in line for groceries and your face does that thing kind of like in That’s so Raven when Raven gets a vision
It’s been 3 weeks since Matt and I parted ways. It sucks and I hurt very deeply since I’ve never loved someone as much as I loved him. On the other hand, I feel lighter because I’m not trapped in a lonely relationship, desperately hoping that things will change. I’m scared about him coming home from tour because I don’t know what will happen if/when we separate the dogs. That will kill me.
As for now, I’m trying to do things to make myself happy. I don’t feel happy anymore. I don’t have the energy to put forth effort. But I’m trying to take small steps. Spending time with friends, the dogs, trying to draw, video games, laziness, Netflix, and spending time with a guy that likes me and who I enjoy. So who knows. Maybe this will be my year to turn for the better.