So I was actually afraid of this moment. The moment that I was fully alone and that nobody in particular would be thinking about me, what I was going to be doing this weekend or if I needed soup if I was getting a small case of sniffles.
I was totally afraid of this moment until it hit me that this was one of the first mornings in a LONG time that I woke up HAPPY, I wasnt thinking about why I didnt get a bullish GM text or why a random "he" didnt call back last night. I had actually been confused into thinking that some of these relationships were actually relevant or even factors in my life. So while nobody is puffing smoke up my arse these days. Im also not feeling the rollercoaster ride of bad or half relationships.
Im actually Happy and Alone.
I-fucking-magine that.
I may never have verbalized it but I must have felt complete because of who I felt that I was attached to. At least in my mind. My self esteem has been tied to another human being, not even one that I know...just ANY one. Thank GOD for growth.
Is this what it means to be grown and sexy?
xoxo,
Sharelle
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