Put in a Uni application today, because I’m fantastic.
how to get a boyfriend
put peanut butter on a pinecone and roll it in bird seed. hang it up outside. wait.
Well! I’ve started placement for my course at a Primary School. It’s been so good to get back into a classroom. Definitely makes my mind smile when I’m reminded that I am good at something. I have a beautiful new house with an awesome garden. TAFE has been excellent, the units we’re studying are really interesting and it’s very engaging. I have a boy coming over for dinner this evening, and it’s weird. I hope it’s more beer drinking and political discussion than soppy stuff. I feel as though my grief has lifted slightly, not in the sense that I’m over it, but I’m becoming friends with it. It’s almost like I’m becoming myself again after almost 10 months of being somewhere else entirely. Getting to know myself again, and nurture myself, and being proud of myself are all parts of this. I also think greatly about what I lost when I wasn’t myself. I lost my independence, my privacy, my house, my self worth and my lover. I still mourn for these things and get stuck on them and tear myself up about it all. But scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue, and if things were meant to stay the way they were, they would have. But they didn’t. So I’m in locomotive mode, chugging along in this newly found beauty, poor as hell but overall I think my baseline emotion is now just higher than adequate. It’s a great success.
I haven’t been on Tumblr in so long. I’ma pee then fap and give y’all a life update.