After the tequila I drank last night, the day felt a little messy, like I was moving through a haze. But I still managed to put up the Christmas tree and decorate it, which made the room instantly feel festive. Lunch was lovely, and dinner was even more decadent - cake and macarons everywhere. I got a little fussy at times, and then, after all that sugar and pastry, my stomach gave out and bloated.
So, unfortunately, nothing extraordinary happened today, just a pleasant way to pass the time. Though, lines spoken by the person I’m trying so hard to stop loving kept looping in my head…
Still, I gathered myself, focused my thoughts, and wrote down my response to his humiliating message. And, honestly, I see it more as a compliment to myself than a reproach, even though that’s exactly how he tried to spin it.