Well, I haven’t posted anything in a while because I didn’t feel like rambling about how the last two months of my life have been a neurotic roller coaster ride, and feelings and drama and messes everywhere, but today is different. Today is the best day of my life.

I was driving to my therapy appointment, and started talking to myself in my car, which I do sometimes. I started saying “I am a wonderful, intelligent, attractive, caring, loving, affectionate, nice person, and there is nothing about myself that I would change. If someone does not want to be in a relationship with me, it is their loss, because I will find someone that appreciates that about me, and we will be perfectly happy to share in each other’s company.” I’d been told things like that for years, I’d been saying it myself, but for the first time in my entire life, I finally meant it, and was comfortable with it, and accepted it as true. So tomorrow might also be a great day, and the day after, and the day after, but they might not. But today is the best day of my life.