Not my Intro

It's been all summer. No running, all excuses, traveling, eating my emotions, falling back into old habits. Divorce, depression, anxiety, excitement, success, frustration, the list goes on...


This is all I can manage to share today. To me, from me.

So.... screw... no.... Fuck you depression. Fuck you rut. Fuck you divorce, and expectations and failure, fuck you finances, and negative souls, and toxic relationships, unhealthy love, fuck you rejection and pain. Two small miles for the books, one giant fucking leap towards taking care of me. Because I matter, and I am worth it. I am worth-y.

Thanks for letting me join your blog. Cheers.