Today I had a girl that I’ve only known a short amount of time say something to me that actually took a few hours to set in and bother me.
She said “…you seem like you’ve accepted that you’re going to be miserable..”
And holy shit, she’s right.
I have completely accepted that this place sucks and for 9 months I am going to be absolutely alone and miserable. I will coop myself up in my house and do literally nothing all day and insist that it’s okay.
It’s not okay! I’ve been doing this for years because of this deep set anxiety I have. My mom was ALWAYS in her room, never wanted to go out or meet friends and I now consider this normal..it’s not. I’m 21, I should want to go out and meet people, have fun, laugh, enjoy the outside world.
I should be going to the gym and keeping myself fit, I should be striving towards living a life I can be proud of. Don’t get me wrong, I am SO proud of the life I have with my husband but I shouldn’t accept that I’m going to be sad and alone.
Even if I have to go out by myself, it’s better than staying in alone.
So tomorrow marks day 1 of striving for a better me, a better understanding of me, a step forward in the direction of a much healthier lifestyle.
p.s. I really miss my husband