“Chances are, you’re not going to be alone forever.
Start spending more time with you. Laugh at your own jokes. Luxuriate in solitary silence. Walk. Read. Pamper yourself. Be as filthy and disgusting as you please. Learn the comfort of your own embrace. It’s a cliché but it’s true—you will love better once you’ve fallen in love with you. Sleep sprawled on the bed. Snore. When you wake up make eggs and bacon and eat them in bed on your own. Find things—big and small—that you love doing and do them everyday.
Focus on your job. Find a hobby. Do whatever the hell you want. Because when that day comes—the secret day you hold onto in the hidden recesses of your guts—you will have to compromise. You will have to think of someone else whenever you make a decision. You will have to share your bacon, and maybe they wont like it crispy besides, and you’ll have to adapt. You will have to sleep wedged between someone’s limbs. It wont be better and it wont be worse; it will be different, and you’ll have to learn to love it too.”
After almost a year of gloomy days, I am finally feeling happiness again. I feel love and joy everyday. Life is wonderful again.
Here are few reasons why I am happiest at the moment:
_ moving into a gorgeous victorian house I absolutely, positively love
_ my beautiful toddler
_ being reunited with my 6 fur babies
_ realizing that I have the most amazing (and laid back) job I ever had in my entire life!
_ starting a business I have dreamed to start for years
_ finding a new hobby (photography) that feeds the artsy side of me
My life is almost perfect. It is filled with the perfect people who love me as much as I love them. Everyday I am reminded by how much I am loved. I am not looking back anymore. The future is so bright. I am so, very happy.