Freedom
On June 1st, 2021 I left my boyfriend of 8yrs. I packed my car of all the shit I could think of while he was WFH the whole time. Didn’t even notice what I was doing. By 5pm he asked what I was doing. I told him I was leaving. He said nothing and I turned around and drove away. I haven’t heard from him since. It’s been 27 days. I definitely left things behind, but for now those things don’t exist anymore. On June 2nd I started applying for jobs. Tomorrow I am getting a formal offer of employment. I am so proud of myself. I started fighting for ME. Doing things that make MY life better, that make ME happy. The weight I didn’t even know was there is lifted off my shoulders. My vision is clear. The only thing holding me back is ME. Believe me I am also so sad. But I am so much happier for it. I am finally free. Look at me go. ~A love note to myself~
