One time I left my office to go to the bathroom but as I was walking up, someone else went in there so I passed up the bathroom and went down two flights of stairs, got lost in my building, finally made it outside and ended up going to get coffee and a muffin.
2012 has been a great year. A year of firsts, of triumphs, and of truths. At first glance 2012 was just like every other year, too fast. In the 366 days 2012 gave me, I seemed to make the most of them. This year I got my car towed, my license suspended, my first wreck, and moved back to Mississippi. I learned to play the tenor ukulele, how to be self reliant, and relearned to how to make friends. I joined weight watchers, learned how to make healthier lifestyle changes, and by the end of the year I lost 80lbs.
2012 is the year I told the truth. Reality can be hard pill to swallow and being the person who has to deliever a heaping dose of it sucks. This year was the year I came out to my brothers. They are the first of the family to officially know but I’ll spread the word more in the upcoming year.
I need to go back home. I don’t belong here. Sure there are a million reason why I should stay but I can’t handle being in Mississippi anymore. The cons out way the pros.
I don’t feel stable anymore. I feel like was doing well and getting on track and not thinking these thoughts and then one thing comes along and I cannot deal. I naturally want to run away and go back but I also want to over come it. I don’t want to give up and take the easy way out.