Step Zero
Shit My Clients Say

"You know vat I tink!? I tink we should tek all the mens and line them up on de wall and shoot zem all! Rattattatttatt!"

LOL

Repeat After Me:

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

Anxiety is high this morning.

Anxiety is high this morning.

Oh yea, it’s one-a those days ;0

Oh yea, it’s one-a those days ;0

myodos:

Stare into her eye for 30 seconds and you will see the train tracks start to move 

myodos:

Stare into her eye for 30 seconds and you will see the train tracks start to move 

I think 99% of my day consists of trying to not look forward to when I might see him again.
me
Heart, heart, heart them!!

Heart, heart, heart them!!

I Can Feel It

I miss him so much today. I suppose that’s alright.

Yesterday, a friend reassured me that it was ok to feel whatever comes to the surface exactly when I feel it. That it will take time for me to heal.

We were together for four years.

This weekend would have been our anniversary.

I miss the way he would sneak up on me in bed and run full force into the covers and pillows.

The way he would bury his head in my side and then look up for the smile that meant, “Yes, I love you, too.”

I miss the way he laughed at something he thought was truly funny, like a full-body, throw-your-head-back-and-howl laugh.

How everyone would stare when he did, and how that would make me laugh.

The excitement in his voice when he talked about a new adventure or that trip to The Keys he took four years ago.

The way he would yell out, “Hun, you gotta see this!”

I miss how I was the only person he would ever tell he was afraid.

The way he would say, “I’m so sloppy full right now!”

How he could change any song to fit a situation; and would then sing it repeatedly.

I miss the little grey patch of hair on the back of his head.

His toes.

His hands.

His ears.

How I was the one he called if he was excited, angry, hurt, or needed to know the proper grammar required for a sentence.

I miss the way he would smell his socks before he put them on.

The way his eyes looked when he had an epiphany.

The way he folded the top of a collared shirt when he ironed it.

How he trusted me with his daughter, his bank account, his life.

I miss him so much today.

Never let go of hope. One day you will see that it all has finally come together. What you have always wished for has finally come to be. You will look back and laugh at what has passed and you will ask yourself… ‘How did I get through all of that?’
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