Tuesday, 19 October 2010

Worst Year/ Best Year

The Worst Year
Looking back on my life, I would probably say that when I was 15, it was my worst year. I went through a very low phase. I literally was dabbling in everything that didn't help, arguing constantly with the boyf which lead to me feeling like my self esteem had been obliterated. I felt ugly, like a fat short boy. Only all the wrong things made me feel good. Then I finally had a shot upwards when I got together with the new boyf, only to feel shit again once the cheating - my cheating - started. If I could take back a year of my life it would probably be that. Re do it.
In the redo I would be single for the whole year, then the cheating would just be boy-flitting. The arguments wouldn't happen. I'd feel attractive because nobody was putting me down. My friends wouldn't end up hating me and I'd avoid a heck of a lot of shit.

The Best Year
This is probably this year. Not to sound cheesy but it's taken a lot to get here. I had to loose some friends to realise that I needed new ones and the ones I found are the rocks that make up my world. I found my beloved new boyfriend who has taught me so much about loving myself and loving someone else. I feel so comfortable now in who I am - I don't mind being short and looking 13, or being slightly bossy and controlling. I make up for it in warmth and humour (I hope). I finally have a group of girl friends again and it's so good to have that support network, a chain of people who care and (hopefully) aren't just faking faces because they pity me.
Of course I'm having a pretty shit time elsewhere. My nana's in hospital, my dad and mum are fighting like wildcats, my sisters away and I miss her and often I'll feel out of control of things. But having these people around me who care and want to help, even just listening - it's making every moment better.
Thanks.

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