Every time I have ever doubted; every time I have ever wondered if what was happening or happened in my singular, seemingly meaningless life had a purpose and questioned every decision I make, I am reminded that it all works out.
It all has meaning.
It all is what it is.
I have recently made decisions that make me question myself in the wee hours of the night, was this the right choice, was that the right action, should I have said this, revealed this….
And the Universe responds with a resounding “YES.”
It’s nice.
I really, really like my job; despite it not being what I had envisioned doing.
In addition to really, really liking my new non-social work job; I really, really like my co-workers despite the apprehension I felt upon meeting them and the nervousness I felt just sitting next to them taking a 3 hour test.
There is nothing wrong with the fact that I get a long best with military, law enforcement, and/or firemen. They aren’t all the same. It’s true. It’s just who I get and who get me and who I seem to attract into my world… Which leads me to the next epiphany:
I like being alone, except when I don’t :)… In which case I have friends again that can fill that void willingly, without any sort of romantic enmeshment.
Speaking of that *Mercury retrograde aside* I can totally have male friends again without eventually thinking they are “the one.”
I AM THE ONE.
Ergo; I can live totally independently again/still, despite what I may have been led to believe by weaker others in recent years.
I kinda fucking kick ass. ‘Tis true.
I am the muthatrucking queen of making lemonade out of bitter ass lemons.
*The secret is in the vodka 😉
Huzzah, muthatruckas.
Thanks.
No problem sisterfriend. I know you feel it.