For most of my adult life I've been either attached or "involved" with someone. I could mention a few pockets of "singlehood" in between, here and there, but the periods are too short and too sporadic to count for anything much.
The outcome of that is I'm not altogether myself anymore, since I lose a little bit of me with each new fella I date... call me overly accommodating... or stupid (I know more than a few people who'll be nodding in agreement here) but I tend to forget that I'm important too. So I bend over backwards and forget who I really am, what I really want, where I really want to go.
A month and a half ago I found myself suddenly single again. I moped for a few weeks. And with the help of old friends - and some new ones - I managed to bounce back...with a vengeance it seems.
Things are suddenly so clear and obvious. I'm back to being my no-nonsense self, I've found a little bit of the confidence I lost over time, I walk taller, sit straighter and I'm looking the world in the face again! Thanks guys... CH, GL, DJ, JL.. you've all been wonderful, wonderful friends. And you KNOW I couldn't have done it without you!
