Pity Parties.

A few months back I was having parties everyday. Pity Parties that is and I was the only guest. It’s a lonely road. After all who wants to hang out with someone who is just going to bring them down? I don’t believe anyone does. Anyways I had this revelation, my friends liked it, therefore I decided to share. Let me know what you think. My friends can be too kind about my writing sometimes, but strangers tell you the cold truth.

You give yourself that certain time to grieve. Time to throw yourself that pity party and say everything is messed up. Cry for a while, whine even, get mad and throw things. But that time eventually ends. It cant last forever. So you make small steps. First you crawl. Then you stand. And when your ready, you pick of the pieces of your life. Simply that. No one is going to do it for you. You must make the decision yourself. Are you ready for change? Are you willing to pick up, figure out, and glue? Leave everything you know behind and start over again? I’m trying. Its not easy. And no one is going to do it for me. I made the decision and I’m trying. I’ve grieved. Now I have to get it together. Put my ducks in a row. I’m trying to crawl. Eventually I’ll stand. And with time I’ll be able to piece my life back together. Slowly but surely. I’ll make it.

(and you will too)