Today started off as the shittiest fucking day of all days. Similar to how last night ended. It’s just been a shit week. So I got done early with work since I started before the rooster crowed and made it to this incredible little place called The Living Room at the Turning Point. I’ll spare the details, but not exaggerating when I say they basically talked me off the ledge. For anyone struggling – just a bad day or in need of a crisis intervention – I highly recommend it. I was there for hours and cried at least 7 times, but I left in a much better place than when I had come in. Not only did I pass up the junk food on the way home, but I didn’t even have to drown myself in vodka when I got back. I consider that success.
Hawks are killingggg it right now and my Johnny T is gettin’ his groove back.. Going deep and getting it in all over the place. Which makes me happy cause I cannot stand to see that man sad.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I have the worlds greatest friends. And my boyfriend is pretty incredible too. The support system I have is more than anyone could ever ask for. And I am so so unbelievably grateful.