Push...

I need to get out...
I need to get out to reality...
I have been so reclused.
Being with one person after my divorce was bitter sweet. He offered me comfort and love and all cuddly things you get in a relationship....
Then it ended.
No real reason, he just didn't have time for me. Career takes priority over things like that.
I get it.
Next step for me?
I have no idea.... I have a few friends, I definitely have family.
I just need to take care of me... What does that mean.





I have no idea.

Giving back

I'm on the upside.
I'm in great spirits. No need for boohooing anymore....
This is me, this is my life.
I love my life, my family, my fur babies and I am completely content and stable. I will return some of my past to their right owners this week, they probably won't care but it will make me feel better. Giving something back to someone that is a tad ( not completely) but a little outside of the box makes me feel warm and fuzzy for at least a tad.
We will see how that works out. Probably no response but I am ok with that. It's my end I care about... Doing the right thing.
Peace bitches...