New Chapter
So the start of yet another chapter begins...
Swamp life is still very real. I still get excited when I see a gator. It’s still balls hot and humid as hell. (I think I may have even seen the Devil himself buy an air conditioner at Walmart the other day). But besides wishing that the hot would melt the fat away instead of just making me irritable and red in the face, a new development has happened for me.
The relationship, the one that I moved my life 12 hours away from my family and friends and everything comfortable, has ended. I have moved into my own place and I’m starting over.
Again.
I’m not entirely sure what the future holds for me but I know where it’s not going to keep me - I am, by no means, obligated to stay with someone that I no longer feel the same love I once did just because it’s convenient. Or because I’m scared there is going to be a line of people that “tried to warn me against doing something so crazy for someone I barely knew in the first place”... it’s my life, it’s time I start living it on my own terms.
It has been a rather tumultuous couple months to say the least. And an even longer week sleeping on the couch. And packing. And moving. And I’m exhausted. Mentally and physically and emotionally drained.
But before I post this, I’m reminded of a quote:
“Sometimes it’s best to forget how you feel and remember what you deserve.”
