remember mtv diary? this something like that.
Celebrating 2020 in Houston was a much needed end to 2019. After an absolute whirlwind of moving apartments, having sex in a backseat with a preacher, and battling an ex over Instagram, 2020 started a clean slate. Cutting out magazines for my vision board, I was shook that marriage, homeownership, and children finally crossed my mind. At 32, my life was a complete 180° than what I previously envisioned for myself. But, in a good way.
Read MoreStarting to process how I felt since launching the blog, I finally settled after traveling from Washington DC and Norfolk, VA. Overwhelmed, I felt caught in a continuous loop that I desperately wanted to end.
Hearing from Ring Pop® Guy was expected, but receiving messages from my ex’s friends and nonstop subbing from him on Instagram was something I had not anticipated.
Read MoreLaunching trulyyoursjasmine.com caused anxiety I wasn’t ready to face. I had no idea what I was getting myself into or what the response would be. Since this was the first time publicly discussing my breakup, I was engulfed with emotions I suppressed for over a year.
Read MoreHe started sending me good morning texts that turned into good morning calls. After our first date at Little Trouble, we spoke every single day. At 35, he had a good job, nice car, and owned a home in Grant Park. He considered himself established and was ready to bring someone into his life.
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.
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