7 Months Post Op Stats + Relationship Ramble
I was all in my feels when I recorded this. I apologize. Actually, I don't because I think it's ok to feel things. I hate that society is trying to make that not ok.
As you can see, I'm on my weight loss grind. I'm focused and I've reached a point where running is actually, kinda (just a little) fun. I like that it allows me to turn off my brain for a little while. I just listen to my jams and go full on masochist while my lungs sting a bit and I sweat profusely. Fun, right?!?
When it comes to a relationship, all I'm really asking for when I date someone is for them to ask me how my day is going. I have a lot of great friends. I don't need you to be the center of my social agenda. I'm pretty assertive. I don't need you to protect me. What I'm missing is that person, other than my mother, that checks at least once a day to make sure that I haven't fallen down a flight of stairs or jumped in front of a CTA train. That is my definition of a relationship; and what I hope to be my eventual wedding vows.
Until then...ignant shizzzzz!
Header photo: taken at MCA Prime Time
