Money’s too tight too mention, I fell in the mall, I have period paid.
This day sucks.
Money’s too tight too mention, I fell in the mall, I have period paid.
This day sucks.
I guess I need to be proud of that?
Instead of beating myself up for not eating healthy and skipping gym and having parties where I drink a bit too much.
Instead realize how far you’ve come?
I’ll get there. Eventually I will get back to where I want to be and I will be the best version of myself. It hasn’t even been a full year since my divorce was finalized so I guess I cant expect myself to be 100% just yet – and I cant expect myself to be the way I was before it all fell apart. I’ll get there, eventually I’ll get to a place that I am proud of and a routine and lifestyle that I can actually keep up with.
I’m healthy now – mentally I have ups and downs but I am nowhere near where I used to be – mentally I am a different person. I have my own business and while its hard its better than where I was. And the best thing…I have the most wonderful loving boyfriend and I am so grateful for that.
I’m off to Namibia for the week with my parents and A is going to Cape Town with friends. I lie in his arms and I miss him already.
Went out last night. A got drunk and he got mean – which is strange, because even at his drunkest he has somehow managed to always remain sweet and loving.
We waited for the uber, and I asked if he had the house keys, and then…
‘Not a fuck am I giving you my house keys’ he said.
Well now I was just like huh? and in a shock.
Got into the uber and we gave his address and there was bitter banter fighting when the uber driver said ‘I can sense real love here’
Danielle: “Definitely from my side’
And what does A say?????????
‘Not from my side’ he said raising his brows.
‘Ok then, well I think its best that I go home then’ I said in tears, by now I was a complete mess.
‘Yes, home to bitch avenue’ Said A.
So at 01;35 I packed my bags, put him to bed, and I drove home in tears.