You know what?
I am so sick of being sad.
Tired of the hours spent weeping and wailing.
Tired of handing my power over to someone who can’t bring himself to give a shit.
Tired of feeling shitty.
Tired of wasting my energy feeling sorry for myself.
I think this weekend might have been the last I spend worrying about how this last year impacted me – I’m just sick of being melancholy.
So somehow I need to let go of everything and thank my lucky stars that I’m out of that relationship.
And I am determined to be sad no more.