I'm beginning to feel that those better days are among me.

I slayed the day today.

I had a surge of positive energy from the moment I woke up this morning. I felt inspired to believe that good things are in store, and I'm working on nurturing this hopeful feeling. I need to take the time to start new ventures that excite me, and spend time with the people who make me smile. This is an auspicious time and the world is my oyster.

Sidenote: After no contact and not seeing one another, today was the first time I saw him in a week. I've been managing my schedule so that we don't collide, but I've come to recognize that when they do I can't let it get in the way of my hustle. Therefore, if that means I have to work with him once or twice a week I'll be okay.

I noticed he kept looking at me throughout our shift, though. It made me wonder what he was thinking about, or if he was waiting for me to approach him. I wish I could say we struck up a conversation here and there, but we didn't. We said our hello's when we first bumped into each other in the alley, and then I said my good bye and thank you with my tip out.

..... The second I clocked out and walked out is the same second I came to terms that we really are over.

It's true what they say: "Spend time with those who make you forget to look at your phone"

I recently deleted my Snapchat, and currently in the thought process of doing the same with Instagram. There's so much more to life than showcasing to others what I'm doing and capturing moments through a lens. Why can't we just simply embrace these moments as they happen?

Doing so has allowed me to spend more time being present rather than constantly wondering and viewing what everyone else is up to. I find it to be a good thing after this break-up. I'm working on being comfortable alone again, and it helps not to see what he or our mutual friends are doing. For now, I need to invest as well as focus time on myself. Baby steps, am I right?

Long time no see.

I'm going to start blogging on here again. As outdated as it may seem, writing has definitely gotten me through some of my most difficult times. I've always found it to be one of the best ways to help me cope, and it also allows me to see my personal growth after overcoming one obstacle after another.

You can't get the relationship you need from someone who's not ready to give it to you. And I know it's hard when your heart has labeled that someone you can spend forever with.

"Thanks for being for me" 

Cultivate your circle and only let certain people in.

You can be open, honest and real while still understanding that not everyone deserves a seat at the table of your life.

"Excellence is never an accident. It is the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent direction, skillful execution, and the vision to see obstacles as opportunities"

I deserve the damn world. That is something that I honestly believe. I have such a good heart, and I deserve someone that knows exactly what they have when they have it and not when it's already gone.

It doesn't take all day to recognize sunshine. I know my worth, it's disappointing that you didn't see it until I decided to walk away. 

I feel like you had some big life change. Everytime you say something it starts with "I used to"

I've done a lot of maturing over the years, and it's always interesting to see just how far I've come.

You never cared.

And you never asked.

Until I stopped replying to you.

Now you'll never know.

Life is anything but easy, but the outcome you want will always be up to the decisions you make.

Nostalgia is a liar. Nothing was ever as good as you remember it to be. There's a reason you don't talk to that person anymore. There's a reason you're not part of each others lives.

Don't trust nostalgia.

Grieve. Reflect. Move on.

Can I just love you forever?

"No one knew much about her past, but somewhere along the way, she drifted into something I could never put into words"

               -- R.M. Drake

What's worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should've healed but never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been and what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what we like to think. But that's not the way it is, is it? Some things we just have to learn over and over and over again.

Sometimes I don't know my own strengths. It can be hard to tell just how much weight I can safely bear, or how much will crush me. I'd like to think that I can shoulder as big a burden as I believe I can, that it's all a matter of will. Certainly a comforting thought. Other times it's hard to remember that I had any strength at all. Then I can only hope to have someone remind me -- I was once fierce and able.

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Remember that hashtag. It's going to be big one day.

Everyone is fighting their own battle.