Moving On...

In my last post I wrote about the throwback dude and how things weren't working between us. I decided to unilaterally end the situation. My heart had already moved on, but I decided to fully extricate myself from someone who I knew was toxic for me. Initially I was a little sad (only slightly) but I am happy and content with my decision. I'm glad that I came to my senses before I ended up knee deep in some bullshit.

I feel like I've reached a point where I am content with my single life. It wasn't easy for me to reach this point though. This upcoming March will mark two years of my being single. In the past I was the chick who always had a man (and a couple of others stashed away just in case) so when I became single for an extended period of time it was an adjustment. I have had a few pseudo-relationships over the past couple of years but for some reason destiny wouldn't allow them to become the real thing. Sometimes I felt like something was wrong with me because I was single, but now I see that it was something necessary for me. I needed to grow as a person, without a significant other. I have grown immensely over the past several years. I've become more self-reliant, I've developed a stronger sense of self, and I have become very comfortable in my own skin. I am very happy with the person I am, flaws and all.

I now embrace my singlehood. I haven't even reached my prime yet. This is my time now!