I was talking to a friend of mine recently about life and some of my issues. It was during this conversation that I discovered that I am more than capable of loving someone, because I do. I love a lot of people very much…each in their own way. What I’ve been afraid of…what I seem incapable of…is BEING loved. I can accept that my friends love me, but I can’t imagine that I don’t get on their nerves regularly. I do try very hard to maintain a positive attitude, even when I really want to die more than anything, because I don’t want to bring anyone down. I try to enjoy where I am in the moment and not think too much about what I don’t have or do have that I don’t want, etc.
I have stepped off the curb and into the street. I am taking that giant leap into another relationship and I am scared shitless…no seriously, I’m constipated…*laughs*…TMI? C’mon, are you new here? (Tracy’s favorite thing to say to people about me.)