Drunk and Crying (of relief)

Alright. I’m going to admit something here that most people would not really include to be dinner conversation. For the last week, actually going on two weeks. I have been drinking and crying almost every night. Now, I am a female and I am 24, but I am not a drunk crying. There have been a few times in my past, like the time I left for college and would go out, call my twin sister at a bar, and start crying in inappropriate places because I missed her so much. Places include the courtyard of a fraternity house, a new sorority sister’s boyfriend’s car, in the laundry room at a house party, in the dorm foyer, and yeah… that’s enough. But that was a phase, and other than  that I don’t usually do this kind of thing.

I don’t really have a solution to this post (sorry), but wanted to post about it because maybe it will stop. I am going through a few life changes (the good kind), and by-God it has been probably one of the hardest years of my life – the only one that tops it is when I was 1 yrs old when I was trying to comprehend my own existence/ dealing with diapers/trying to keep my head up. BUT the hard stuff is over. I’m moving out of my roach infested house. I got a bomb.com job that I start on Monday. I have two roommates now that I am moving in with. My boyfriend is out of college, finally and is now in the same city as I am, and my new job comes with a salary increase they will help me pay off my credit card debt. I’m pinching myself because I never thought it would happen. But… ah-hah! it has. I need to get it tattooed on the back of my hand. I just don’t believe it. Has my ship finally come? I think the tears are of relief. So they are like happy tears. Darn happy tears.

There that feels much better now. Conveniently it is also time for happy hour. I’ll let you know how it goes…

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