Dating these days (or trying to) is fucked up—people are so guarded. I get it, but I refuse to be a part of that. I want to love—and love with all that I am. Sure, it may lead to another heartbreak, but if I don’t put myself out there fully, I won’t find what I’m looking for—the depth I’m craving.
I learned so much from my last marriage, and I’ll always be grateful to her for everything. It took the end of that relationship—and time—for me to see so many things. I’m such a better version of myself these days, and it’s because of my past and the work I’ve put in (and will keep putting in for the rest of my life).
I no longer dislike myself—I’m proud to say I love who I am. I’m a pretty damn good person. I find joy in things, both big and small, even when life is kicking my ass.
So much of my life has been solo. I hope that changes and I find someone to share this adventure with—but even if I don’t, I’m going to live my best life with intention for as long as I’m able to do so.
So here’s to love, an open heart, road trips, wandering adventures, and creating one badass soundtrack to it all!
