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“It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.”

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Doesn’t matter if we talk or not

Just found a few of your old voicemails while trying to make some space, hearing you say you love me again after so long was definitely a roller coaster. For a second though, I got to remember what it felt like to be cared about by the person that mattered the most to me in this world. Kinda glad that even after everything and all this time little things like that still bring joy to my life.

Glad to see you’re doing well, would have loved to talk to you but not the time or place. I’ll respect your wishes, and wait for you to ready to talk if you ever are. I really do still miss you, and hope things with your family and health are going better. I’m still confused and kinda struggling to find my way after everything, but I really do wish nothing but good things for you. I really hope you haven’t lost sight of the beautiful soul you tried so hard to hide, and realize that you do deserve to be loved and cared about. I still think you’re absolutely gorgeous, and I will always be here if you want or need to reach out.

The sound of heavy rain while you are in bed.

Just over two weeks sober from alcohol, and it feels great, it’s taking some getting used to, but for sure was a choice for the better. Always pushing forward, never settling for less then where I want to be.

The feeling when you realize that after 34 years of struggling, falling apart, and being stuck in a constant cycle of self destruction that I most likely have pretty severe ADHD………. The “Ah Ha” moment to end all. Guess it’s time to go get tested and see if I can find some help for it.

Being a hopeless romantic is so pointless in this generation