November 1, 2011. 1:15PM.
That was it.
The beginning of my life.
Not to say I hadn't had a life before...
but the beginning of MY life.
Not a life lived how I "thought" it should be or how others thought it should be. Not a life lived trying to please others or make others happy. A life that was mine to make my own, be who I wanted and do what I wanted.
You are probably asking yourself...wait, what? I've always done that!
Not me.
I've always been an "other." Be it girlfriend, fiance or wife...since I was 15, I've never been single. Since then, I've always lived my life as part of another half. Always trying to please my boyfriend, fiance, husband...and making (or at least thinking I was making) my family happy by being that doting person. I never really lost myself.... but I never really, fully and truly got to know myself. Who I wanted to be when I grew up, what I wanted to do with my life in general.
And now I'm single. And free. For the first time, ever. I'm scared shitless.
Even scarier?
I'll be 30 in just over 4 months.
Who knows where my life will go...or what I will do.
Stay tuned.
