Journal entry through some tears on the second to last night of the year.
IT'S OKAY TO MOURN SISTER IT’S OKAY TO BE DISAPPOINTED AND SAD RN PLZ BE OK TO MOURN WHAT YOU HOPED THIS WOULD BECOME TO KNOW THAT IT CAN’T COME RIGHT NOW MAYBE LATER MAYBER NEVER BUT YOU CAN’T KEEP LETTING IT GET YOU DOWN
BUT NOT ONLY THAT SISTER LET’S CLAIM THE VICTORY!! WHAT WE THOUGHT COULD/WOULD NEVER HAPPEN TO US HAPPENED! SOMEONE KIND, FINE, GENEROUS, AFFECTIONATE, MAD GENTLEMANLY AND EVERYTHING ELSE YOU DREAMED OF WAS INTERESTED IN YOU AND PURSUED YOU ACCORDINGLY. Just because it hasn’t worked out doesn’t mean your experience with him was a loss. ON THE CONTRARY, it was quite the win. Though it was only for a while, you were treated exactly as you wanted to be. With consistency and exceptional effort.
But hm how shall we proceed? Let’s review the options:
Perhaps we shall just take everything for what it is. We express gratitude for what was and leave it where it lies. If it returns in the future, so be it, and if it doesn’t, it is well. We shall trust God and give ourself the space to process disappointment in whatever way we need to. But in the morning, we will claim joy. By any means necessary. We will be okay. By any means necessary. This too shall pass. We still winners. Cuz we felt and we really ain’t hold nothin back. We held our head up, said what we had to say. Moved from the heart. It wasn’t perfect, but I’m really proud of how we handled this whole ordeal. We still winners sister. WE’VE GOT THE VICTORY. In spite of. ANYWAY.
But I don’t really wanna talk about it anymore. 2023 is in like a day and I have furniture to assemble. Onwards.