Random thoughts

I've spent the past few days (I don't know how many days have passed since I last wrote on here) watching old romance movies and crying. I could barely pull myself together and get out of bed. Feels like I could sleep for a thousand years. But something shifted today... I started talking to my friends again, I went out (all afternoon, thank you very much!), I listened to music, I danced in my undies after showering (something I haven't done in ages!). I felt some sort of happiness even though I'm still not sure what's going to happen. But the thing is I'm weighing my options and figuring out what's best for me. I've also been watching this new show called Hindsight... it's a blast! Can't wait for next week's episode!

Right now I'm so tired... I'm having a hard time gathering my thoughts. I can barely keep my eyes open. On my playlist right now The Runaways are playing Wait For Me. All I have to do now is just breathe and wait for my life to shift gears and just... look forward. That's what's on my menu now. No more sugar coated thoughts or cotton-candy dreams about love. Love is pain. If you spell it backwards it's "EVOL"... evil. I guess that in my case that's the truth. Or maybe I just have the worst luck in the universe... and the worst taste in men. Both of those have always been my doom. It's quite funny now that I think back and replay my whole love-life in my head... I surely do have the worst taste in men. Well... no more of that now. I am focusing on myself. It's time to drop the "if you don't like me as I am, you're not worthy" crap and start with the "I have to love myself first" because if I don't love myself no one else will. But... basically, I just want to love myself. I don't want or expect to find love again. EVER! Maybe for a small kitten. :) My crazy cat-lady starter kit.

2015 hasn't started off that well but I'm sure I can turn it around. I have to. I don't want to just sit here feeling sorry for myself not knowing what to do or where to turn. I'm going to start doing all the things I used to do before that lit up my face and made me smile. I'm going to talk to my friends, laugh at their jokes and laugh with them, I'm going to go out more often, I'm going to rock out to Veruca Salt every time I get out of the shower, I'm going to write and take up photography again, I'm going to sing and watch all the movies I love, I'm going to listen to all the bands I used to listen to during the 90's, I'm going to scream all those lyrics as loud as I can, I'm going to dance, I'm going to be the best version of me I possibly can be right now. Eventually I will grow as person. But I refuse to become the person everyone expects me to be.

And after a few months of "forcing" happiness down my throat I will wake up smiling one morning and realize that I am happy. And that I don't need anyone else to make myself happy. I can do it on my own. I can be happy on my own. I will be happy. That's my main goal right now: be happy. I used to settle for contentment. But that won't do at all... it's like being a weird zombie type thing. I don't want to be a weird zombie type thing. I just want to be allowed to be myself. I am myself. I'm not going to apologize for being who I am. And I am a person who has no patience for any kind of fucked up drama. But that's all well and done. I will never let any of that sort of thing into my life again. I was so blinded by the longing for someone to love that I stumbled. But now my eyes are wide open and I am aware of everything. And what once could have been... is no longer. It's dead. But death brings the promise of rebirth. And I am slowly bringing myself back to life.