i've moved out of our house... its no longer 'our' house, its his house now... or will be after he closes on the refi on friday. i am relieved to be out, honestly. i had no idea how stressed out i was until i got out. i feel like a huge weight has lifted off my chest. i can finally breathe again.
i have this sense of amazing freedom and confidence. i am really surprised at myself, how well i've dealt with this. It may not seem like it, from my last post, but that was honestly the worst i've ever felt in my entire life, and i've come out the other side.
dexter is getting used to his new pad. and by 'getting used to it' i mean, peeing on everything. i am almost completely unpacked, the place is looking great. i love my new place.
my last painting class is tonight, i'll miss it, but i'm happy to have my wednesdays back. i might sign up for something else now, but i'm not sure.
i feel like there are so many possibilities, things to accomplish, and sleep seems like a waste of time. my birthday is in 3 weeks. i want to live the last year of my 20s to the fullest... from now on, my priority is to make myself happy, and surround myself with people who make me happy. no wasting time on jerks or losers or dumbasses. let them roll off my back.
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