Life update:
This tumblr is going to be used for memories.
I am 28 now. I love myself. I’m overly confident. I have amazing friends. I’m switching careers. I have a wonderful cat who makes me happy.
I loved twice in my whole life and honestly, I’m okay with not loving anyone for a while. I love myself but I need to fix myself. A lot.
I don’t care about my ex girlfriend anymore at all (she was once spoken about here and even posted lmao)
I rarely ever posted about someone else but just know, I really loved someone, and he loved me too. Oh how he loved me and still does lowkey, but I cannot be going back and forth with a love that feels like in waiting for someone to mature and love themselves. They don’t love themselves. His choices reflected his self esteem the WHOLE TIME. He’s still in my life, we hang out here and there, I don’t have him on any socials (only tik tok) but you know, I just wish the best for me, and I wish that he learns to love himself and can handle being alone, because many of yall don’t know how to do that. What sucks about this person the most is that they were my best friend too, we know each other so well, we laugh so much, we hug so much in private, and it’s like the world just feels like it all just, is. When we are together the world feels like it just is, and it exists, and I’m here. He needs to learn so much that I’m already way past. Unfortunately.
Anyways, right now I am def crushing on this married woman. But she’s also becoming a good friend. She is very sweet and actually is making an effort to being someone good in my life, and it makes me try too. I hate people, I really fucking do. But this girl makes me feel like there is only very few people in this lifetime that can make my world feel like it’s safe, because they are safe to be around. It’s been a long time since I have felt excited about someone like this. I’m aware that it’s not going anywhere because she’s married but I appreciate her existence so much. She is beautiful and makes me want to be a better person, just to my friends, not the world LMFAOOO.
Im very alone physically. All my friends have their own things going on and improving on their lives too, just like I am. some friends live far. I have no partner anymore. I have no family, I only talk to my parents for business reasons (that’s a long story but whatever don’t care to explain)
I actually am loving this. I love being alone.
Im physically alone, but my soul isn’t. I have my friends who are my real family. I have my cat. I have myself. As long as I’m alive, I have myself and everyone I need. That’s it.
Anyways, I’m making my a new tumblr. I am so amazed with myself but I need to close this chapter.
Also, I am finally working on loving my bipolar.

















