I Lied
It’s been awhile and frankly, things haven’t been great. In fact, they have been pretty fucking awful. I said 2025 was going to be the year of “me”. I had/have every intention of this, but somehow in these first 2 months of 2025, I failed myself. I told you all I wasn’t going to talk about the boy that broke my heart. He wasn’t worth my energy or thoughts anymore. I guess, I lied. Maybe that’s how I know how much I really did care. A few weeks ago, I wrote his name on a rock and threw it into the ocean. That was supposed to be it. I felt ready to let go. I wasn’t, not even close. Truth is, a post on Valentine’s Day crushed me deeper than I even know I could be crushed. Social media is a deadly disease, it really is. Frankly, I think social media is partly why I suffer from depression as bad as I do. I continuously wonder what I did wrong, to have been there for this boy at his darkest times and to just ...