The healing process is a funny thing, it is gradual, it is relentless. Day five after the op and I still feel as bad as when I came out, but I know for a fact that the pain, the swelling, the bruising, the stuffiness, the bleeding is all pretty much gone. It's like I need the original pain back to appreciate how much better i feel now, I have to remind myself to keep myself in check, otherwise I end up wallowing in self pity and that helps no one.




and I may have purchased a buzz lightyear jacket.



I completely forgot about the band 3 Doors Down, they used to be my ultimate favourite band, and I was gently reminded about them just a few days ago, so i went nuts and ordered their entire discography from the internet, now that's arrived i have no intention of ever listening to anything ever again.

It's taken this long to meet him, but he's incredible. He is everything I want and need, and he wants me too, which I am still shocked about. I understand life a little better now, everything does happen for a reason, I have appreciated being single these six or so months because it's made me a better person, I am no longer insecure or solitary or restricted. I have my own life, my own passions, and I've found someone who I can seriously see sharing my life with. He gives me butterflies, and he makes me not want to think about any other man ever again. I can declare myself no longer single, and it came when I was least expecting it. I am the happiest I have been in a long long time.



I am slowly working my way through your lovely messages, sorry I've been so useless lately, I don't come on here so much anymore, I miss the friends i made and the things we did. Saying that, the SG night at Punk was pretty fun, I got to hang out and talk to some really amazing girls, I miss some of them already.



p.s.

Kisses x