First, I want to say thank you. Thank you for all of the comments, tweets, texts, IM’s, DM’s, emails and phone calls I’ve received over the past several weeks, while I’ve been going through this rough stuff. People I don’t even know have reached out to me to share their stories, their wisdom, and their support, and it is so very much appreciated. I honestly don’t know what I would do without you.
From the absolute bottom of my heart, THANK YOU.
Today, I feel good. In fact, I’ve felt good most of the week. I’ve had moments of weakness, moments of hurt and pain when I think about Y and what he’s done, what our relationship turned into… but for the most part, I’ve been okay.
I’ve been keeping busy, thanks to my friends. I’ve kept distracted, thanks to The Italian, and I’ve kept occupied, thanks to work.
For those of you not reading my Twitter feed (wtf- why aren’t you??), yes, The Italian man I dated a few years ago has conveniently made his way back into my life in recent weeks and has proven to be exactly what I need right now. I’m not going to go into specifics about him right now because I just don’t have time time, but I will get there.
Tomorrow morning I board a plane for Florida. I’m going to spend a few days getting to know my American cousins, and then I’m going to spend the rest of the week visiting a girlfriend from high school who I absolutely can not wait to see! I know there’s a few long weekend festivities and tourist attractions I’ll take in and enjoy, but for the most part I’m just looking forward to a BREAK. A good visit with family and friends is exactly what I need right now. I’m going to take some books with me, but to be honest I’d be perfectly happy to just stare at the sky for a week, and relax. I can’t wait.
I have some more really good news. The decision I made six months ago to move in with my Mom was a good one. It was what I needed at the time, to be near my family, to help my mom out financially, and to be here to take care of my Dad’s dogs… but six months was enough. I’ve grown irritable with my Mother, I’m missing my own space and privacy, and I long for some peace and quiet in my own home… so last night I viewed a townhouse and today I got a call telling me that I got it! The pet application is currently processing and once it’s approved (I’m told this won’t be a problem), I’ll put down the deposit. I move in the last weekend of September, so I’ll have just enough time to unpack before I jet off to Chicago for the most epic blogger meet-up of all time!
Therapy is going really well. My psych is getting a good feel of my history and personality and has already given me some good tips to try to manage my anxiety. I have good feelings about where this is going. Getting a hold of my anxiety is going to be the key to growth in so many other areas.
One of my girlfriends has been instrumental in keeping me occupied (you know who you are!), happy, and motivated, and she’s committed herself to helping me stick to an exercise routine. I’m so lucky to have such amazing friends who care so much about me. (If only my relationships could be as amazing as my friendships!)
So there it is, all areas of my life moving forward. Some hiccups along the way, still some bad days here and there, but mostly I’m managing… thanks to all of the support I’ve received.
Tomorrow when I jet off to Florida, I’m going to try to unplug a bit. I always think vacation will be a great time to catch up on some blogging but it never carries through so this time I’m not lugging my laptop along with me. I’m going to try to turn my phone off on occasion too, though I suspect I’ll still check in via text or twitter a couple of times a day. So please don’t worry about me (NySoonerGirl!!) if I’m not checking in, this is just a much needed disconnect… and one I’ll be back from in a week.