I’m just going to cut to the chase. Rip it off like a Band-Aid. I’m going to be the only thing I know how to be on this blog: candid.
Your girl is now single. It’s strange, it’s freeing, it’s sad, it’s new and it’s private. Even though I’d like to be entirely open and I write about/analyze relationships for work, I’m going to keep this more about me than anything else, out of respect.
To fall into a relationship just as you’re graduating college is a tricky thing. My instinct was to go for it; my heart followed. And then two years later, I found myself not pursuing the things I’d dreamed of conquering my whole life. I was (am) pissed at myself for that.
While any breakup comes with pain, the decision was the right one. DM and I ended things as amicably as possible. I still love him, respect him and want only the best for him.
As for me, I feel like myself again. It’s wild. I am making plans to move forward in my life— things I haven’t let myself consider for a long time. These “things” will reveal themselves over the next few months, and I am pumped about that.
In the meantime, I’ll be listening to hours of hip hop, working, working out like mad, reconnecting with my friends and sending out moody/philosophical tweets.
Ciao for now,