I some times just sit and wonder.
How did I get to this place where I am now. When did I get direction?
When did I grow a pair of balls and take on the world. (Well not the whole world, but a good part of it).
It’s been 10 months since I made my life altering decision.
I will never forget the day after, how I cried non stop. How I almost chickened out. How no one thought I was strong enough to follow through.
Where would I have been today if I did chicken out?
It’s been almost 8 months since B has stepped into my life. A shining knight on his white horse, he came to rescue me from myself. Made me stronger, made me smile, and made me feel love and trust and all those wonderful things that come from having a relationship.
A real relationship.
One with a future.
One with trust.
When did it become ok to lie for hours on end next to someone and not say a word but yet feel so in touch and feel as if you had actually been talking non stop for those hours. Content.
I have a lot of when’s and how’s and what if’s.
Yet I’m still trying to live without thinking about them, and just be content….. and in love….