remember mtv diary? this something like that.
The news erupted emotions I suppressed. I thought I was over him, but I wasn’t. I couldn’t believe the person I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with moved on with his… first. Failed situation after failed situation, I was truly over the thought of dating. And I was unsuccessful in finding someone on my own. My friend took my phone and downloaded Bumble as I wiped my tears.
Read MoreHe was hilarious. I kept refreshing GroupMe to see if he’d say anything smart aleck. We were laughing and joking the whole day. “Aye, who is this?” I hit my homeboy up who added him in the Coachella chat. He sent me a picture of him and I thought he was handsome. I DM’d him because hell, why not?
Read MoreThirty-one was off to an interesting start. I spent the entire day packing up the first apartment I moved into alone in three years. Box after box. Memory after memory. I did it; after barely wanting to get out of bed most days. I was finally able to reflect on 30 and be proud of the person I was becoming. I spent all of October looking for a new place and I settled on a complex that made the most sense for my budget, commute, and social life. It just so happened to be where my ex lived.
Read MoreAfter months of hoping we’d get back together, I realized I was absolutely pathetic.
Vibe Ride. Walk the dog. Make an awful meal consisting of shrimp. Cry myself to sleep. Wake up. Work.
Repeat.
I was ready for some hoes. More so, ready for a singular hoe. I desperately wanted to like someone again.
Read MoreYou know, I never thought this would be my life at this very moment. If you were to ask me two years ago where my life would be at 31, it would be vastly different from where it is today. At 29, I was in a seemingly happy relationship. I had baby names picked out for our would-be children…