I wanted to post a tiny update since I haven't in quite some time. I've been spending a lot of time with the guy I've been dating. Like, a LOT of time. Definitely not a bad thing as this is the happiest I've been in a long while. I spend most of the week at his place.
When I started this blog, my main purpose was to tell my story. I would do that by writing about different points in my life, good and bad, and use those points as a lesson for others that could possibly be going through something similar.
I can't really think of anything right now to write about. Maybe it's because I'm happy and don't want to dig into the dark roots. I don't want to say that I was in a bad place when I started this blog; I wasn't overtly depressed, just...discontent I guess? I was in the middle of my knee injury and couldn't do much of anything. It was a huge letdown. I had to unwillingly say goodbye to the rest of my summer. I had to move back to Cleveland after living in Columbus for less than a year. It sucked, a lot.
That being said, it wasn't like I was this dark cloud of misery. Well, at least not all the time. But who could blame me, y'know? I was practically bedridden for 2 months. I couldn't do anything, my feeling of accomplishment for the 8 weeks following my accident was being able to walk from the living room to the bathroom without falling down, and to top it all off, I was forced to quit the job I loved because corporate denied my medical leave.
I was thankful, though. Thankful that I didn't die. The angle of which I vaulted over my bike should have killed me. I wasn't wearing a helmet. It's a miracle I'm still alive. I got to move out of my awful roommate situation and back home with my family. And if it weren't for the accident, I wouldn't have moved back up here, and ultimately not have met the guy I'm dating. I hate the phrase "everything happens for a reason." People say it all the time and I've heard it A LOT over the past year. I just feel like it's an incredibly bullshit way of trying to make someone feel better about something not working out. It also makes me feel like I shouldn't be upset over certain things happening in my life that aren't going the way I'd hoped. I hate it when I feel that way.
But part of me feels like this bike accident DID happen for a reason. It certainly helped in getting me back home. And I don't necessarily mean in the dating sense, but in EVERY sense. Maybe I'll find my dream job here. Maybe I'll finally be able to go back to school here. Who knows?
Aside from my dating life, other things are going well too. I recently reunited with my best friend at his mom's wedding. That was lots of fun. Job-wise isn't so great but I submit about 10 resumes per day. Something's bound to happen. If not, I'll just swallow my pride and go back to Target.
I'll try and post more. It might stem beyond the Life Learning Lessons (yay for alliteration!) and lean more towards rants, raves, and thoughts. Who knows.
With love,
Liv
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