Wow, I've definitely been absent from blogging. I pulled this up after a nostalgic night last night, and realized I haven't blogged since I was freshly 21 and completely, full heartedly, madly, crazy in love. First let me start by saying, I look in the mirror every day and have no idea who that girl was. Crazy how things change. That girl should have been punched at least once every day. It's a sad moment when you realize how dumb and young you were. After we broke up (I won't go into boring detail of the relationship), I was mostly confused. I didn't know what to do, of course we ran back to each other for a couple of years, and got back together several ti
mes just to, once again, face the inevitable. Well when we finally ended things, I realized I had no idea who I was. I spent all of this time with the person I figured I'd spend the rest of my life with, we became each other. Even now at 25 I know I'll never love anyone quite like him, but that's a good thing. I never want to lose sight of who I am, and I certainly don't want to be confused by my self. I completely separated myself from him and all of his friends and interests about 2 years ago. It has been the hardest, but best thing I've ever done. Once, I did that my life fell into place, almost like I was meant to rid them of my life before I could move on. I graduated college, I have a great job (No I don't necessarily like it), I have a circle of best friends that would walk through fire for me (yes, those changed too), and I have the best relationship with my parents. I am physically active every single day whether I'm playing tennis, going to the gym, or running...I'm doing something. I've realized over these past few years that I LOVE being occupied by life. I want to experience every crazy adventure I can before I can't. I have a sense of adventure I've never had before. I started cooking a few years back, and now I love it. I love to try new recipes, but I've made a couple old ones from the family. Turning 25 has been the best thing that happened to me. No, I do not have a significant other but that's completely okay. I've realized I do not need ANYONE to complete me, I complete myself. I don't mean to sound corny or stupid when I say that, I mean it. I love everything about my life when it comes to the big picture. I've done a lot of growing up, and I realized I will never be the girl I was when I was 21. She was pathetic, she let people walk all over her, hurt her, and use her. But the worst thing about that girl, is she became something she wasn't. I am not mad or bitter anymore, I was though. Now, I'm thankful. I am so thankful I went through all of that because it has shaped me into this great person who knows exactly what she wants out of life.
