So this one time I went out and thought that I had found what I was looking for but then he opened his mouth and started speaking and I realized I was a lot more fucked up then I thought.

Something about this person’s voice brought me back a few years and took me to a place of care free adolescences and complete ignorance.

In that month, not only did I do things I hadn’t done since college but I felt like a college student living in a dorm and living freely. Not having to worry about the fact that I had a mortgage and a bunch of other adult like things to worry about… it was carefree.

And I was free.

Then I tried it again, I went out again. This was new, something I had never done before. And there was a reason.

One week. That’s all it took for me to realize that I should always trust my gut and not let anything derail me no matter how good he looks.

Life hits you in beautiful ways. Some you can see immediately while others take a little bit more time for the reality to sink in.

What’s the reasoning for this? Because we are all raised to believe in the fairytale. That fake reality that a man will walk into our lives and save us from everything that’s every mad us sad… I’m sorry princess, that’s not how it works.

The real fairytale begins with us… when we truly accept ourselves and learn to love exactly who we are, that is the only way in hell that we are going to achieve that happiness that we long for. That is the only way that any fairytale really comes true…

Take a deep breath lady… you got this.