A lot of it is this. I was at my best-physically, emotionally--when Jeff looked me up. And I thought he was real, and I had waited over 4 years to even start thinking about another relationship. Them he knocked me down harder than my ex had. Than my father had. He blindsided me, because I completely trusted him.

And I haven’t bounced back from that. I’ve been so down. And gaining weight. And my age has finally decided to start showing itself at the worst possible time and I think I may NEVER bounce back. Like he did me in. Like I’ve given up. Idk.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.