My dearies,
I hope your 2012 has started with a bang! Mine has--both the good and the bad kind. I filled my heart with a visit to Montreal, and am currently wanderlusting on the west coast. But yesterday I got the other kind of bang. It came in the form of me logging into His Facebook, which caused a total downward spiral. I hate myself for it. Needless to say the past 24 hours have been quite an emotional rollercoaster, filled with emotional emails back and forth, a loving Skype conversation, and tentative plans to see each other in the summer. The subtitle of this blog--the rollercoaster that is life after him--is ringing quite true (and loudly and annoyingly in my ears).
So much to share with all of you lovelies, but please be patient with me just a lil' while longer, while I gather my thoughts and the strength to write without tearing up. I think I know what'll do the trick: I'm hoping to continue to fill my heart on this week-long visit with my best friend in Vancouver, then retreat for four days in an artist's loft in Seattle, then re-toxify with good friends in sunny San Francisco for another week. All that, I'm telling myself, will cure my worries and my overactive imagination, which conspired against me to keep me up all night long (despite my superior ability to sleep soundly under any conditions) and made me want to hurl at the sight of food.
Love.
Me
