I have a plan. I am making my life extraordinary.
I have a 6 month plan to leave my job. I did leave my boyfriend. Soon, I will leave my apartment. I'm eliminating stress, anger, resentment...I'm replacing them with love, joy, and passion.
In my relationship, I gained 40 pounds. FORTY POUNDS. That's a small child. I'm getting rid of that. I'm on Weight Watchers. I'm dancing again. I'm in a musical. I'm working on my health, my happiness.
Because of this relationship, I remained in Madison just waiting. I'm not going to wait anymore. I'm applying to grad schools. Exciting, incredibly challenging and wonderful conservatory programs. I'm going to do it. I'm going into musical theatre.
I 'm making friends. I'm visiting old friends. I'm traveling. I'm paying off debt.
In the midst of all of this, yes, I'm wallowing a bit. This relationship, though not the right thing for my life, was with my best friend. I still love him. It's going to be a journey.
I believe we'll make it through this journey. I believe it's going to be a beautiful new life. Grad school. Healthier weight. More time with friends. And a little crazy cat who likes to chew on my arm. That's my plan.
