Eggs In a Basket
If you would've seen me four months ago... going into work... hair uncombed in a hat... 15 lbs lost... dark clothes, baggy.... miserable.... you would've never imagined where I'd be right now. You may have predicted I'd be another 15 lbs down, floating around in my clothes and moping around the house and the office. Thanks to my family, friends and my anger (rather than my broken heart), I was able to push through and move on. Granted, that disaster of whatever it was that took place over 4 months (and technically 23 years), was not enough for me to continue to mourn a friendship lost... but it is what it is. I've met new people, reconnected with some old friends that I've missed so much and I've been enjoying as much of my life as possible without going broke (yet). I've even gone on a few dates here and there. It's funny what time can do. However, a shadow of what occurred a couple of months ago still remains. And I am still skeptical an