2016 has not been kind. Life is painful. Words are exchanged, and shit happens.
My opinion is, you either cowardly tuck and roll, hiding in bed and fearing your existence, or you pack your truck up, you follow your heart and head to wherever in the world you would be happiest. Whether that be a tent in the woods, a tiny house on the road, a boat on a lake, or an overcrowded apartment complex in the big city. Your happiness is out there, my happiness is out there too.
I have nothing to prove. Not to her. Not to my parents. Not to you. Not even to myself. I am tired of living in hopes of impressing another person, in hopes of catching someone's eye, in hopes of being accepted. My therapist Stephanie kind of rocks.... Learning to love and embrace myself for simply existing has been an eye opening experience. My life does not have to have rules or constraints. I can do anything. Live anywhere.
We did this exercise where I pretty much sat down and made "Pros" and "Cons" list for every future decision possible.
New Job... made a list.
New apartment... made a list.
Relocating... made a list.
Relationship stuff... made a list.
Truth is, I am so anxiety ridden and OCD that the list making exercise not only made my mind happy, it made my heart happy.
So, with this mini rant coming to a quick end.
1) I am single.
2) I am happy.
3) I am capable of ANYTHING!
4) I am moving to the beach!
Yep, the beach!!! Why you may ask... well, you don't deserve an answer, and I am not required to explain myself or my choices to anyone, ever. I am almost 30, a proud mother, an educated woman, and no matter where I live I will have bills and a mortgage. I'd rather be near a beach.