It’s amazing how fast these 5 years flew by when I see it in retrospect, the events leading up to the end and the months after were grueling, to say the least. It was probably the worst period of my life next to my father’s passing because it was hard trying to figure out life without them, my therapist at the time said it best when she said it felt like the passing of a friend who’s still alive. To this day, I still haven’t told everyone as to why we split because everybody was very quick to take sides and nobody took the story equally. I learned a lot about myself as she was out of my life, I didn’t realize how valuable I was as a person until she was out of the picture. The biggest question I still get to this day from ladies is how am I single, in their eyes everybody deserves to be happy with someone but sometimes I don’t have it in me to be hurt like I did at that time. I still take my part of accountability as to why things fell apart, I guess I would feel more at peac
It's hard to believe that the year isn't even half over and yet I'm afraid to see how the rest of the year is going to turn out. With having 2 family deaths back to back, who could? By having my grands pass away on my dad's side of the family, I felt like I should reconnect with the side of the family that I rarely kept in contact with. During my grandmother's last days, I saw her as much as I could, and the family knew that. Regrettably speaking, I had the impression that I reconnected with my family during this time of need, even though they felt it was my fault that I was never around. Around the time of my grandmother's death, the family seemed stuck without direction, and I was more than willing to help out as much as I could, and they wanted it too. But somehow, after the funeral I tried to keep in contact with my folks and guess what? Nobody responds. They asked me to stay in touch and they let it go. I'm doing what the next person would do during a