It’s 1:51am, left the gym, eating my post work out meals. nothing’s on my mind except the days ahead. moving on doesn’t hurt anymore. it sucks losing so much history only for it to be a memory. but then hey, life is about moving forward and that’s what I’ve been up to. To take away everything that I was before and to reinvent myself has been my plan since the beginning of this break up. 6 months later, I’m able to to look back and just smile at all the shit I went through. I don’t know if I’m ready to even be in a relationship or if I even need to be in one, whatever the circumstance I won’t be the same person I was before. a weak minded, low self esteem, always tired bitch ass version of me. fuck that. I stand confident to who I am today, with the progress and commitment I chose to be half a year ago. Physically, emotionally and mentally.
I honestly can’t wait for what’s ahead, I’ve never had so much shit planned but damn I’m thankful to have met everyone and caught up with these past 6 months.
I’m able to do this with or with out you.