I've kind of had a bit of a revelation within myself. I'm tired of worrying about everyone but myself. I deserve some recognition. My feelings, needs, and wants deserve attention. After some careful reflection this past week, I've realized I don't need another person to be happy. I'll never be happy until I love myself, so that's exactly what I'm going to do. Start loving me. I'm actually kind of happier single, than I ever was in relationships. Relationships are complicated, and messy. I need simplicty right now. I'm going through a lot internally, and I need to focus my attention on straightening up myself. But that doesn't mean I'm going to isolate myself from the world. I've been doing the complete opposite, actually. I've been spending quality time with friends, going on a few dates, and just enjoying being an almost 20 year old with her entire life ahead of her. Life isn't perfect right now, but I'm perfectly fine with that.
Lindsey. Twenty-Five. Currently pursuing a degree in Professional Writing & Film Studies.