Sweet babies. My loves. Honeybees. All of my GLORIOUS FOLLOWERS.
Hi, two people who might actually read this. Not that I do this for people to read (just kidding - I'm all about the fame. Please like and subscribe.)
I just wanted to take a second and write on here.
It's been quite the year already, two months in. I have started selling my cookies to two different places, making custom orders (one of which went to a hero of mine as a thank you gift from my boss). I'm working on my OWN recipes that I am CREATING (holy shit). And I'm really happy.
There are a million other rad work things we could talk about, but that's all anyone ever talks about. "Where do you work?", "How's work?", "I'm so tired from work." So let's all shut the fuck up about it for a second and listen to more shit about ME.
So you all know about the garbage fucking relationship that I was in just a few months ago. Woah. Now that I'm thinking about it it's been 8 months!! Fucking AMAZING. 8 months that I have been free, and not abused. Verrrrry chill.
Reflecting on it has been happening a lot recently though. Especially because I met this other guy. Like a real man who doesn't want to kick people down and keep kicking.
He's this brilliant, HILARIOUS, sweet, thoughtful guy who just is the most wonderful thing. He actually wants me to be happy. Like when I go out he says to "have fun, and be safe!" instead of "I can't fucking believe you. You just want guys to come up to you". It's insane.
I was really, really not trusting men much after my last boyfriend. I had a handful of men in my life who showed me that it would all be okay and that most guys were actually super chill, and good, and kind, but I was (and definitely still am) kinda fucked from this last dude. He made me feel like I was never allowed to have fun, or be happy, or do anything without him.
This new guy's different.
Now, of course I'm not living my life just depending on guy after guy (lawl, for sure am), but it's so fucking refreshing to have a dude care about me wholesomely and not in a possessive, and threatening way.
It's really fucking exciting and cool. I can feel myself kind of holding back because I don't know if I'm really ready for another relationship, but who the fuck knows, dude? Life is way too fucking short to be nervous about saying "I have a boyfriend".
I'll keep y'all updated.