Lame? Me?! Never Again.
It’s no secret that I’ve lost my sparkle in the past few years. Grief and loss are exhausting. To those who don’t know what that’s like, consider yourselves lucky. You literally turn into a shell of yourself. I was recently made to feel less than because I don’t go out. I used to go out all the time. I’d have drinks. I’d dance until 2 am. I’d socialize, talk to anyone. I’ve since lost that wild child who used to live inside of me. But I think it’s time to get her back, at least a little bit of her. I’m going to start putting myself back out there. Not in the romantic sense, but in the platonic sense. I need friends. I need fun. I need to surround myself with people who will spend my 40th birthday with me, on a beach, and hype me up while I drink pina coladas in a hot pink thong swimsuit.
Which was purchased today, along with a gym membership.

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