listen up: florence and the machine.


I made a decision today. I was talking to my potential travel partner, looking up flight prices and interviewed for a job today. Then i made grilled fish tacos.

I realized that i am finally ready to move on.

I am starting to feel good about myself. I needed to get out of the house, do things that make me happy, see the people who love me, and realize that i will only be ok if i believe that i am worth putting in as much effort into myself as i have in the past for X. We had a very very long phone conversation about a week ago that left both of us badly bruised. we have talked sparsely since then, and that combined with my hospital stay has made me take a second look at my choices. Because in the end, we do have choice. we do have options. we must help ourselves out, if no one else will.

last night while watching tv, my mom turned to me, held my hand, looked in my eyes and told me a piece advice she heard from her mother.

"You deserve someone who will jump in front of a truck for you. I didn't believe that a love like that existed until I found it. And all of you deserve it".

I think she knows something's been up, but has let me be. I really really appreciated her interjecting for the first time ever.