grrltastic: (Default)
Facebook. My buddy, my guy.

I know it's been a whopping 6 months since I left my last relationship, but I feel like all of these engagement ring ads might be jumping the gun juuuuuuuuust a smidge. Just an itty bit. Just a skosh.
grrltastic: (Default)
The key difference between being someone who wants to do something and being someone who actually does it is actually doing it.

This sounds trite or derisive, but I promise it is not.

The simplicity belies how unreasonably hard it is to convince myself to do things that are good for me; I desperately want to be the kind of person who comes home from work and then spends an hour doing yoga and yet here I am doing absolutely none of it despite the fact that it would be so, so, so easy.

Good job, self. You’re doing great.
grrltastic: (tank girl)

I am trying to embrace the gaping expanse of endless potential that lays in front of me.


I am trying to keep moving forward at all costs. I am trying new things and keeping what feels right. I am trying to establish healthy boundaries and routines.


I am trying to do right by the people I have been, and to honor the work I have done to get here. I am trying to hold space for the people I have yet to be.


I am trying to love myself as well as I possibly can, because I fucking deserve it.

grrltastic: An illustration of a white tower being struck by lightning. There are flames and people jumping from the structure. (the tower)
Things that I did not expect to be wrapping up 2018 with: discovering that I have honest-to-god PTSD from the shitty way my stupid bullshit fuckface asshole high school boyfriend treated me 20 goddamn years ago.

So, that's cool. And definitely something I wanted to be dealing with right now/ever.
grrltastic: A head-on photo of a llama's face. (llama justin bieber)
Things are definitely trending upward for me, which is great. I need to keep in mind, though, that this doesn't mean that every day is going to be 100% good. Having a setback, or a sad day doesn't mean that things aren't truly improving.

Recovery is not a straight line.
grrltastic: (summer)
Today marks 7 years since I left Austin behind me and drove away with Murderface and all of my worldly possessions in a big, yellow Penske truck.

What a wild fucking ride.
grrltastic: A head-on photo of a llama's face. (llama justin bieber)
I couldn't sleep last night, so spent a couple hours reading over my paper journal for this year. And holy shit. This year has been so hard and I have done so much work.

I spent a lot of time trying to convince myself that I was actually trying. Because I'd have hard conversations with Trish and nothing would change. I spent so much time just feeling like there must be something wrong with me.

But looking at the condensed timeline of the emotional pivot I made this year was really, really validating. And really, really sad.

I lost a lot and put myself through so much. But I'm making it work and doubling down on the idea of honoring my own happiness.

I'm really looking forward to not feeling like shit all the time. I think I'm almost there.

grrltastic: A head-on photo of a llama's face. (llama justin bieber)
TEN DAYS UNTIL MOVE-IN.

At which point I will become The Fanciest and completely wash my hands of all you normies. So get this while you can.
grrltastic: (tank girl)
(Title stolen from an old webcomic)

In addition to learning how to value my needs, how to respect my limits, and how to deal with loss that I was pretty sure would kill me, I'm also learning how to enforce my boundaries with other people. For the first time in my life, I'm cutting off people who are actively bad for me, and telling others to knock their toxic bullshit off.

I wish I'd learned how to do this 15 years ago.
grrltastic: An illustration of a white tower being struck by lightning. There are flames and people jumping from the structure. (the tower)
I broke up with Trish 10 days ago. Today we talked about a timeline for moving out.

Tomorrow she is leaving to go on a week-long roadtrip with a friend. In that time I will call my parents and tell them the news, and probably do up some social media announcements (it's like a reverse save the date).

In three weeks I'm going to start looking at apartments.

And maybe then things will be better.

March 2023

S M T W T F S
   1234
567891011
12131415161718
19202122232425
262728293031 

Style Credit