I started a new detox. 6 days ago. Of my own doing. Went to the beach with a friend for a little relaxation and rejuvenation. I knew I needed it. The last few months have been... pure hell.
I moved out... and have begun the process of breaking up with the boyfriend. It's a complicated breakup. I have learned a valuable lesson... lots of them actually. But, the most important is that... you can't decide how long it's going to take. Everyone and every relationship is different. Friends, confidant's, family can tell you all they want... but in the end... it's you that decides how long it takes and how you handle it.
I've discovered that I hate being asked why. My daughter and my boyfriend (I'm going to keep that in the present even though, it's pretty much done) are always questioning me. Not to mention my Mom and Dad. I am 42 god damn years old. Really? You would not believe me if I told you. Yesterday I counted more than 7 times in one hour from my daughter and more than 4 by the bf. WTF?
Today's song...
Catch My Breath
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